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...

Two Poems by William Tinto

Awakening in Poesy Town This morning I rose from my bed, as if from between the sheets of the New Yorker, the world random as free verse. Today the dog walkers...

Two Poems by Jacqueline Jules

Norman Rockwell Thanksgiving My mother framed the Rockwell painting. That image of matriarch in white apron setting down white platter with turkey large enough to feed all the smiling faces at the...

Two Poems by Susan Meehan

Goddesses Incognito Underneath the drab, the daily, we are passionate goddesses parading in spangles glinting jewels shimmering cloth that mirror our enticing hips. Underneath ragged watchcaps, we are tender goddesses crowned in headwraps tiaras mantillas bandanas that accentuate our nobility. Underneath blowsy t-shirts, blazing ads...

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...