Breakfast

Breakfast

Breakfast a poem by JAMES CROAL JACKSON | Tech Professional + Poet   I tend to write existential food poems when I’m feeling down, and this is one of them. I FORGOT about the Honey Nut Cheerios I left on the counter in the kitchen. Brought it to my room after my...
Harsh Nudity

Harsh Nudity

Harsh Nudity a poem by GARY BECK | Director + Author       TREES display their suffering only in winter when leaves shed limbs bared in anguished reach for sunlight, contorted angles reveal the struggle for survival.    Enjoy more of Gary’s work...
Winter

Winter

Winter and other sonnets by ED HACK | Teacher + Poet     Winter THE trees are stripped to winter bone, all shape, pure form, and nothing else. They’re now stout trunks and sticks against the pale, cold sky. Their fate’s to be exactly what they...