Second Day Poetry Festival: Word Sugar Crash by David P. Miller
I stand at the intersection and listen to the obsessed buzz of the pale walk-light man, a man never known to actually walk, as I scan the streets for my wife. [...]
I stand at the intersection and listen to the obsessed buzz of the pale walk-light man, a man never known to actually walk, as I scan the streets for my wife. [...]
Sometimes you drive to the mountains where sometimes the leaves are turning. There is a girl in the mountains. She’s not actually in one of the mountains but she’s in a [...]
1 Arise! The sun and anew A nude day new year, aborning; new man Made aboriginal in the Lord; noon day today Flesh which was dead Abased, compost, compass [...]
Slowly John’s eyes opened. The glare from the sun was so brutal that he couldn’t see for a solid minute. He lay there, not knowing where he was or [...]
Power by George Panagopalous Having power in general is an awesome thing, control, influence, actual authority, to wield enough power to slow Government to a crawl, having the power to twist [...]