poems by John Grey
Ode to Cider This cider was once an apple – go figure.
Chapter Four: Empty
[fragment from the visual poetry collection “Samsara”] by Ma Abakada
poems by Michael Lee Johnson
Ghost I Am (V2) Here is a private hut staring at me,
poem by Brandon Marlon
Execration Text (c. 2350 BCE) May your mother’s nakedness be familiar to strangers throughout neighboring hamlets;
poem by Sharon Berg
Making Muffins I am making muffins, substituting some of the ingredients
The Elevator Ride
by Douglas Young When Marcellus Stovall got to a good stopping place, he sighed, saw it was already well after 5, and decided it was time to leave the university library. The firm did not pay him overtime and the place would close soon anyway since it was Friday. So he got up from […]
poems by Ivan de Monbrison
poems about nothing bits of flesh scattered all over a window
A Life is Not a Story
[fragment] by Mike Amnasan Now that I’m seventy-three I can tell you about the life of a failed writer. This is something no one is likely to have read or will read. A successful writer would not be able to write this. His experience would be very different. Repeated rejection has taken a toll on my […]
1999
de Doru Chirodea Eram la o narghilea cu hașiș la o cafenea pour les connaisseurs în Istanbul și-mi veni o idee. Și întind harta Turciei pe masă și le zic, vedeți Marea Marmara, e un fel de mic lac al lu pește, uite dacă plecăm dimineața de la hotel, merem de-a roata, înconjurăm marea și […]
poem by Ella Leynard
Yes, Mother, you are right You were right, Mother, when you said that whatever may come, we can only tell each other what there is to be told