A deep emotion touched me when I realise I was breathing freedom and no more pain. My legs were touching …
No Faith Left in the System
by Andrew Manzoni, Regular Contributor
It seems that its only purpose
is to protect the men, The Man at the TOP.
Cloistered within Republicon confines,
Generalized Anxiety Disorder Series: The Shadow that Rests Inside my Skeleton
So, yeah I’ve got Generalized Anxiety Disorder. It is something that is an everyday battle between all possible anxiety one can have at any given …
BREAKING NEWS! Waiting or results
Waiting or results Before the night ends, you’ll stand Po’ faced you dough face of the English type, so upper crusted union jacks …
Inventing the Other
A walking question mark, eyes set on a dead Jerusalem, his right hand pumping some terrible piston, up the lane, past the stagnant pond, into …
1, 2, 3, 4, 5
1 Mississippi His movements become tense, fists clenched 2 Mississippi Your breath is knocked out …
The Swordswomen of the Heartland
When you come into the country You must be careful what you ask Of the Puritan girls you will meet there. Gladly will they …
COMING SPRING 2020: The Commons v. 1: Everything Grieves (print edition)
A collection of poetry and creative nonfiction which honors the entanglement we have with each other’s grief. Add your email to the submission announcement list!
Broken Undamaged
Part 1, The fragility of a human being The fragility of a human being Is paraplegic frequencies only the broken bones strained …
The Body DEFINE
Ⅰ. With the crack of typewriters, cedar plot branches clasp the crooning moon— An entrance like the devoted sum singing Luci-Verse on Ed Sullivan. THIS …
A poem an hour
I whip out a poem every hour on the hour. I am the convenience store of hot poems, styrofoam words, a variety of day-glow colors. …













