Richard LuftigOct 31, 20171 minRichard Luftig, one poemA Grammar for Snow I who have yearned a lifetime to learn their names like a discoverer in a foreign land. Blizzard and squalls, bands...
Dan CuddyOct 31, 20171 minDan Cuddy, one poemAn American Hero plunk-plunk turn fire swish though a ball through a net doesn't make that much sound and there were three seconds left...
Steven Ray SmithOct 31, 20172 minSteven Ray Smith, two poemsBeginnings An old sneaker splits a vent and suddenly it’s shoe shopping day again; or maybe it’s not new shoes but the start of the old...
Patricia L. GoodmanOct 31, 20172 minPatricia L. Goodman, two poemsLEFT BEHIND Sunrise was heaven—from first rosy blush outside our farm bedroom, to full-blown spectacle of rouged sky, to heart-quickening...