Mind-Way
poem/essay by Brian Glaser 1. The source of wisdom in you cannot be exhausted by your limbs
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Giraffe
by Donald Dewey Giraffe munching on the highest leaf, you are a freak on your skyscraper diet. Your neck is yanked from your heart,
poems by Sara Pleșa-Popescu
The Railway There used to be a railway line in our home, but our house was made of stone and steel. We used to…
poems by Moldvai Barna
emptiness what a prologue seems like is a canvas painted on the knife who knows if it’s real or just a haze inside are two…
Another irrelevant title
by Mario Șerban The limit of pain is just a greater pain and so on. Maximum pain is a myth. So, what’s the point of…
poems by John Grey
History Repeats I sat out on the sun deck watching history repeat itself. My next-door neighbor left for work. His kids headed off to…
Night Visit
by Z. I. Sadeq 1 Behold me!– Cowards and last men! It is me, the not-man. My soul is marked
poems by Livia Creț
Fries I’m gonna take a great time talking about fries And nothing else Fries – meaningless, right? But doesn’t it soothe you?
poems by DS Maolalai
A cabin fire. from the window, behind curtains, rain cracks like logs in a cabin-grate
Pulling the Arms and Legs off Progressive Populists
by Colin James The neglected house was visible only from above. Perfect for a bird