The Middle Verses the past bleeds, a black river the future stretches out, a winding sheet, and all that lies in the sun bears witness to the soft vowels of the earth the sky is a radiant flower a camellia rain falls like petals like broken bones chasms open mountains echo a lost word in […]Read more "The Middle Verses"
Jonathan Douglas Dowdle was born in Nashua, NH and has traveled throughout the US, he currently resides in South Carolina. Previous works have appeared or are appearing in: Hobo Camp Review, 322 Review, The Opiate, The Right Place At The Write Time, Blue Hour Review, Whimperbang, After The pause, Midnight Lane Boutique, North Of Oxford, […]Read more "Into the Blue"
Wim Coleman is a playwright, poet, novelist, and nonfiction writer. His poetry has been published in SOL: English Writing in Mexico, The Opiate, Dissenting Voice, Tuck Magazine, and Vita Brevis. His play The Shackles of Liberty was the winner of the 2016 Southern Playwrights Competition. Novels that he has co-authored with his wife, Pat Perrin, include Anna’s World, […]Read more "False Dawn"
Diane Puterbaugh lives in Jackson, TN where she practices meditation and trains for marathons. Diane has completed a chapbook titled 31 and is working on another, Contrails. She often enjoys black coffee, bird watching, and a certain brown dog. Careless Light Pre-dawn reading tip tap Will transform One story into two forward toward The dark […]Read more "Careless Light"
Edward Hemstreet is a surfacing artist from New Jersey, United States. His works are featured or forthcoming in Figroot Press, Into the Void Magazine, and The Gateway Review among others. When not writing, he may be found eating bushes of honeysuckle and drinking uncomfortable amounts of tea. The Fire Fast friends /_ bent _/ in the sun. |` Gold grain […]Read more "The Fire"
Annie Blake is an Australian writer, thinker and researcher. She is a wife and mother of five children. She started school as an EAL student and was raised and, continues to live in a multicultural and industrial location in the West of Melbourne. Her main interests include psychoanalysis and metaphysics. She is currently focusing on in medias res […]Read more "When I Fly Without Balloons"
October Doleful Calm: only one leaf flutters at a time, not warning, a whisper. The setting sun slunk to hide behind the hills and for one minute maple leaf shadows dance on our blank wall. Your phone caught it as video. Chickadees show no fear at the birdbath near where I rocked away the summer […]Read more "October Doleful"
In the Shadow of the Bell Tower After Ralph Waldo Emerson I seek refuge from the ferocious sun, this unpredictable, unbreakable humidity, on a cool stone bench with engraved words to trace with fingertips. To fill the hour… You walk by with sweat on your cheeks. I nod to the space next to me. You […]Read more "In the Shadow of the Bell Tower"
Cathedral of Leaves Summer is here, and I don’t want to leave my porch. Steeped in slow heat, I sit and let my thoughts unspool, watching the smoke from my burnt offerings tell stories in the sunlight— backlit leaves like stained glass windows. A jay squawks and time stands still . . . I become […]Read more "Cathedral of Leaves"
Three Dogs I watched three dogs play in the surf today, they were not heartbroken at all. They had loved, but it was pure: sea, air, salt, sun.Read more "Three Dogs"