Two Poems by John Johnson

My Ancestors My ancestors picked cotton Worked hard stacked brick by brick The old say the young Just scroll the mouse Facebook Instagram and click They call them the instant Microwave generation Smoke some marijuana Now...

Two Poems by Beth Konkoski

Night Sky with Donald Trump If I put him beneath a sky full of stars, stood him without phone or tablet, landline or screen, broke his connection with the vast Twitterverse to which...

Haiku by Charles David Kleymeyer

Haiku Haiku haiku moment — most pure before words form   swallowing cherry blossoms… will I compose haiku with a japanese heart?   loon skimming still lake above its own image —   wordless poem   soul of...

Two Poems by Courtney LeBlanc

Ocean I’ve got insomnia again. I lay awake for hours, listening to the fan whirl as my thoughts swim round and round to you. You’re six hours behind so when I can’t sleep we text, the...

Complicity by Carol Poster

Caught in the gusting wind, a swallowtail flutters ahead. The lights are red for eight lanes in each direction, leaving a vast emptiness at the heart of the intersection, except for a few...