Communion On my grandfather’s farm there stood a treeThat bore four sorts of apples – green, red, red,Yellow – round like hearts. It... Poetry 16 Dec 2025 | 03:05
From the dumpster, a poem emerges Editor’s note: This poem arrived by mail, beautifully handwritten on paper rescued from a dumpster, along with a two-page... Home 10 Jun 2025 | 01:10
Summertime Haven Wee brown bat, concealed by a shutter,inverted in shady peace through the long summer day.Tonight you will dart around the... Home 19 Mar 2025 | 01:44
