Bucha 2022 Dark smudges in the sky, or is it black feathers? You see them now. Black birds. Ravens and vultures circling over Kyiv. In the city outskirts, red soldiers are invading. You hear them marching, and the hammering sound is getting louder. You hear frightening gunfire. You wonder who was killed. A family member? […]
The Bath Something – everything Wrong all wrong I know now I didn’t then I burst in – intuitively Propelled by my Own vague memory There a too familiar Too intimate scene Mother and little sister In the bath together Annulling “perfectly innocent” Mother reclining in warm water Child standing shivering Naked confused paralysis At […]
Shades of Departure by Dirk James Life, designed as a rose flowering layer upon layer, petal over petal. The story of creation coming into full bloom. A blueprinted moon placed in motion over this handmade earth moving through the transparency of air. At dawn, one shadow squared across acres of light. The […]
My Path by Dan Grote Am I easier to stomach now, a sloppy drunk with a neat drink? A generic face with a designer drug, hoping to find a hypodermic in a haystack? Every sunset, an irradiated orange, every morning a whore with open arms. How much really changes in twelve uneasy steps? (My strides […]