When We Were Kids
By Percy Totten When we were kids, We had too much energy But all we wanted to do was……
What I Say When We Are Writing
By Linda Russo In those words are windows of o’s Through which the heart flows Tender…
The Socio-political Anarchistic Nihilistic Subterranean Homesick Blues . . . Rap
By Stephen Boyd Cates Whatcha gon do when the grid goes down And ya can’t text your baby…
Reflections on a Young Lady
By David Edwards “Thus if you talk of a beautiful woman you mean only something flying fast which…
Our Small Universe
By Sarah Stecher I watch my memoir students free-write, their heads bent over paper, words…
One Is All and All Is One
By David Nnaji One is All and All is One Everything we see and everyone we meet eddy…
On Tatjana, Veiled Head, Tight View, by Herb Ritz
By T. Allen Culpepper In a portrait Ritts shot at Joshua Tree, her head wrapped in black…