Jennifer Barber Writing Too Fast, I Write “Thew” for “The” As if you and I commingled +++++++++in the dark…
Browsing: Poem of the Month
Dorsía Smith Silva Requiem my son asks for a baby brother for Christmas / so easily / like…
Erica Bodwell Child, Mother This child, who started as autumn leaves blown against the house, paper crane with a…
Tamara J. Madison Till Poem for Mamie Till We have buried you so…
Brian Clements A poem about mothers might contain a list of battles, homes, and film worlds where mothers appear,…
Sherine Gilmour Tired Parent Wanting Poem I want to be in a hot tub filled with macaroni and cheese.…
Danielle Jones A Love Poem Without Subtext Because sometimes the best way to say a thing is to say…
Chelsea Fanning Virgin Mary as Teakettle Praise be to you, spattered with chicken grease and garlic fat, the cerulean…
RaShell R. Smith-Spears A Writer Speaks of Lineage My foremothers were magic. Their nimble fingers squeezed syntax into cauldrons…