In those summers, my brother and I slept above the bookstore carved into the first floor of the old house. Our grandparents—who owned the store—slept in the bedroom down a long hallway from us. Our bedroom had a fan instead of an air-conditioning unit. Before going to bed, sometimes my brother and I spoke closeContinue reading “Some Words Never Sleep – Dave Williams”
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Looking Through The Glass – Lynn White
Somehow the mirror has broken fragmenting my image, the image I have of myself, the one I like to project. Was it the sunlight that cracked it, the exposure to brightness, an explosion of light or was it already a distortion ready to be destroyed by a different audience looking over my shoulder. Or wasContinue reading “Looking Through The Glass – Lynn White”
Composition of a Woman – Lynn White
Among so many creatures, and with so much choice she chose me named me made me myself. Among so many creatures birds and beasts, reptiles and flowers in all their glory I stand here still me a woman. I stand here proud to be chosen to be among them to be included as part ofContinue reading “Composition of a Woman – Lynn White”
Smitten – Candice L. Daquin
It was the stink of men I abhorred not their kind hearts, but virile muscularity shape, smell, touch, without knowing why I craved their opposite. Smitten by you, after one day round of your arms, tapering to wrist dimples, ebony flesh, water lily eyes if it was possible to paint what I saw capture behindContinue reading “Smitten – Candice L. Daquin”
No Doves live Here – Annette Kalandros
No doves live here. Only a sparrow stirs its wings, bristling against the chill of this grey misty morning of rainy cares. No peace found anywhere on this forsaken earth as it burns, enraptured with hate, Burning everywhere— exquisitely in columned towers of black tinged golden flames. Image courtesy of Pexels Annette Kalandros, a retiredContinue reading “No Doves live Here – Annette Kalandros”
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