by Matthew Rohrer I believe there is something else entirely going on but no single person can ever know it， so we fall in love. It could also be true...
by Ray Gonzalez Given to me by my sister as a gift， the tiny Indian doll stands with no arms. Given to me so I can raise my hands and stop the world f...
by Lisa Rhoades A man on 26th Street sets moon flowers to start in egg cartons on a table beside his bed. Soon they will loop around the gray windows ...
by Rupert Brooke Mamua， when our laughter ends， And hearts and bodies， brown as white， Are dust about the doors of friends， Or scent ablowing down the...
by Dean Young You don't have a clue， says the power drill to the canoe hanging from the rafters. Is life a contest everything plays by different r...
by Kendel Hippolyte For days， weeks at a time， i lose whatever it is which keeps my senses softened to the sentience of the earth， to hillside grass r...
by William Shakespeare Come unto these yellow sands， And then take hands： Court'sied when you have， and kiss'd， The wild waves whist Foot it f...
by Geoffrey G. O'Brien The winter， it was the winter all the usual things happened， I have forgotten what would travel from the north as a series ...
by John Logan Three moves in sixth months and I remain the same. Two homes made two friends. The third leaves me with myself again. （We hardly speak.）...
by Winfield Townley Scott Outweighing all， heavy out of the souvenir bundle The German bayonet： grooved steel socketed in its worn wood handle， Its de...