Undocumented
Undocumented
By Krista Martinelli
Undocumented Mexican laborers
It happened to a nineteen-year-old me.
On a cherry orchard on the side of a mountain
Flathead Lake, Montana.
Big Sky country.
They would...
Before Summer Rain
Suddenly, from all the green around you,
something-you don't know what-has disappeared;
you feel it creeping closer to the window,
in total silence. From the nearby wood
you...
Because Aging, Because Heartache
Because Aging, Because Heartache
By Sarah B. Sullivan
I listen because bad teeth make it harder to talk,
because overmedication, even if it is the right medication,
makes...
Longing for Shelter
Longing for Shelter
We build couch pillow forts before we learn to add.
We crave tiny tree houses before we can climb,
blanket tents before we’ve ever...
I am from Wanting and Having
I Am From Wanting and Having
Sarah Sullivan
By Sarah B. Sullivan
Aging
By John F. Rifenberg
My mind lives this fabulous life; it’s full of...
Gun Control
Gun Control
By John F. Rifenberg
Now,...
Blessings for All That is Missing
Blessings for All That is Missing
By Sarah B Sullivan
November 22, 2018
If you are hungry,
I wish for you a table
full of sustenance and grace.
Let us...
The Conflict, A Veteran’s Day Poem
The Conflict
A Veteran's Day Poem
By John F. Rifenberg
A baby cries in the night longing to hear his mother’s heart beating as she holds him...
Spirits of the Dead
Spirits of the Dead
By Edgar Allen Poe
I
Thy soul shall find itself alone
’Mid dark thoughts of the gray tombstone—
Not one, of all the crowd, to...