Like many youngsters growing up in the Seventies and Eighties, my political landscape was deeply shaped by the seemingly interminable issues in the Middle…View More When Life is . . . elsewhere
by Shahzeb Ahkter Metamorphoses. book II. weeping to the engraved grave lies neath which a ‘daring and high spirit’ by the river Eridanus,…View More by the river Eridanus we sat down and wept
Walkerjo Lee truth? i fall from the planet from time to time. take trips out of skin. Off planet. i wish i could…View More drawing treEs.
by Jason Stelzner Sister, I hear your voice but cannot see you here, where you walk beside me; here where you forded…View More The Visit
Shahzeb Akhter If I had a world of my own, everything would be nonsense. Gemology turquoise of the sky, peeping through the cloudy…View More Shatters of a Mini Looking-glass
Christopher Raley Water is a mirror for sky, mountain, pine, meadow. Sun shimmers on the rim of the forest. Down shore from the dam…View More Friday Evening by the Lake