there are bunnies made of dust and bunnies made of meat hit by cars made out of rust and steel out on the street and all of them are dead dust bunnies rusty sweet old cars that wheel like ghosts and hares i’ll never…

Poem 5 Frozen in Time  By: Ashley L Powers   Every time I close my eyes  I remember you in your last days  Your eyes big with fright  Tears streaming down your face I remember it like it happened yesterday The day cancer took you…

ancient symbols of burning gold set in stone. pressed like buttons a sacred code secret doorway opening   must be kept safe from thee   claustrophic seeds are sown through the cramped tight, wet hallways   once arm embracing a fully rounded womb   the…

they don’t want you to know. MAGIC is everywhere. to fortify! to power! to prevail! they would keep this from you, if they could. they cannot. it is your birthright.

Tiniest bursting, expanding our Universe with pure love and joy gingerborn toehead, your cottony perfection redefined angels …and then you were gone. I never held you, but I cleaned away your blood.

. . . and I look down to realize I am rowing a boat. My arms create waves that loop white on blue-purple water. With each stroke, I come closer to the shore where the castle stands. Three more heaves, two more, and this final…

A poet friend asks me to take a photo of her with a younger woman I don’t know. They hide their faces with Japanese fans while I fumble with a disintegrating camera. Stacked cubes appear in the middle of the image. My beloved partner in…

Image courtesy of Annca at Pixabay   Once upon a Summer Dream On a beach tinted gold By the rays of Sol, I watched shadows Growing old too soon And disappear…   Startled, I saw the sun dive out of sight Making way for An…

MEANDERING AT NIGHT Every night I leave, I fly, I fall to earth failing to capture that feeling in daylight of joyful abandon and fearless dream journeys Every night I leave Pulled out by angels wanting to play with my soul after I kneel to…

Everything in this city is just too close to me Too loud, too dirty, too bright, too tall But most importantly, Every on this fucking subway is too close to me I am sitting The man spreading his legs wide, arguing about fantasy football over…