Poetry

Written By: Vivian Pearl There is a video of a fireplace on the TV I can hear the crackles and see the light but there is something missing from their red brilliance I don’t believe those flames ever burned, I can’t feel their heat.

Written By: Arden Falker Hello Sarah, how may I assist you today? Would you like to call your brother. It has been a while.

Written By: Arden Falker DNA unwinds in strings binding helix twisting into definition, that which we become.

Written By: Paul Tristram … Inner Demons  Prison Warden-ing your Outer World

Written By: Lilith Mae A graveyard by the sea Oh what a place to be Crabs and waves lapping the shore

Written By: by: C.M. Meighan It started on quiet walks, alone, in the night. She felt familiar, not haunting, but reminiscent of a past I could not quite place.