Stranger into Friend by Ivan Jenson
Ivan Jenson’s Absolut Jenson painting was featured in Art News, Art in America, and Interview magazine. His art has sold at Christie’s, New York. His poems have appeared in Word Riot
Author: Every Writer
This is about me
Monday by Doug Draime
Monday by Doug Draime I take off my boots and place them on the floor in front of me. My feet
New York Haiku by Ken Gaertner
Ken Gaertner has published poetry in numerous magazines and have eight plays produced in NYC and
elsewhere.
He wore shoes a size too small by Doug Holder
He wore shoes a size too small by Doug Holder They always told him “Contain yourself.” And what surged through
The Writing of People Who Haven’t Died by Bee Walsh
The Writing of People Who Haven’t Died by Bee Walsh You were at the bottom of my first coffee today.
This Knife I Give You by Joseph J. Nagarya
This Knife I Give You by Joseph J. Nagarya In Zen, all that’s left to you is to laugh. In
Day Eighty-Four by Sara Ansary
there was a frequency in the air that sizzled the way telephone wires do
when i picked up the electric buzz your body generated next to mine.
Bankruptcy and Real Estate by Weldon H. Sandusky
Bankruptcy and Real Estate by Weldon H. Sandusky I Failure has such splendor Coaxing you to rationalize Then tossing you
21st Century Words by Georgia S. KochVicolo
21st Century Words by Georgia S. KochVicolo Walking around naked Walking around blind Blind to danger Blind to reason Reason
Belonging by Fiona Marshall
Belonging by Fiona Marshall When I leave this place You will see shreds of my heart Dangling from the trees
Skin is, My by Tamarah Rockwood
Tamarah Rockwood is a stay-at-home, homeschooling mother of five and has been married for the past 15 years. She received her BA in Literature from CSUH.
Ode to the Christmas Tree by Grace Curtis
Grace Curtis’ chapbook, The Surly Bonds of Earth was selected by Stephen Dunn as the 2010 winner of the Lettre Sauvage chapbook contest. Grace’s work
A Harry Nilsson Poem by Raymond Stiefvater
A Harry Nilsson Poem by Raymond Stiefvater Back then I saw Harry as a comet that you knew just