By Grace E. Reed | Poetry
As you place your leather tipped sticks onto the keys—as the rhythm of the...
United States of America
I Read it Here and I Heard it There
By Grace E. Reed | Poetry
Todays newspaper said, “that thing is like this” and the other side said, “no...
Todays newspaper said, “that thing is like this” and the other side said, “no...
Killing Prejudices
By Linda M. Crate | Poetry
the world is vast, and I am but one gaunt footstep in it’s abdomen;...
the world is vast, and I am but one gaunt footstep in it’s abdomen;...
Who is the serpent?
By Linda M. Crate | Poetry
there is a gorgon who once knew beauty they say she was a monster,...
there is a gorgon who once knew beauty they say she was a monster,...
High Flyer
By Grace E. Reed | Poetry
High Flying Eagle Pass me by if you wish Don’t pass me by if...
High Flying Eagle Pass me by if you wish Don’t pass me by if...