There is something I need to say about this place where I live Not the structure that protects my head from rain This body, my living frame that I live in each day It follows me everywhere that I go It is broken and tattered,…

    Coalition  by Kevin Peterson Pixie   She walks in courage, cunning, and strength – head high, chest out, a pixie of the lot abandoned to Nature’s grasp – Nature always gets Hers back.   Owl perches on her head, giving her sight into places…

“I can see why it’s gonna be their last one,” a nose-ringed young girl at the Estee Lauder counter is chattering. Mrs. Mary Anne MacLeod Trump shudders inwardly, her chin a vice-grip of disdain, and allows a pair of hands to drape her fur over…

If she could have her way, she said, She would have liked to own a summer clock; A gleaming, simple timepiece To gather time – not pass it – Placed snugly in a corner of the room. It would take hold of summer time, she…

I see the sky moving on my smartphone screen transcendence

Across a crowded room Our eyes meet. I hear a thousand words Pounding through my heart. Rushing through my brain.   Across a crowded room We smile. I feel a thousand shivers Dancing up my spine Tumbling into my stomach.   Across a crowded room…

in the house we’ve visited many times a different person The china vases are now all gone the door in the hall full of poetry books the new owner wrote

It was scorching hot and it was mid summer Mama and Papa had gone to the relatives Leaving me under the care of Chris and Kirk.   Kirk was looking at his left Not eyeing me But he’s eyeing the hawker who was selling ice-cream…

K three more for you, entering the home stretch. Panel 18: And after that comes panel 19: And after that, you guessed it, panel 20: Five more to go! I’m tired.

The Places You Can Go The strangest sight you ever saw Was on Main Street today It made the people stop and stare And not know what to say. Parading her way though the town Was little Nora Knox Marching with a big black bear,…