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Sharon Ackerman wrote a new post 3 days, 22 hours ago
Knowing and Oh My, 2 poems by Julia Falcinelli
Last night the dreams poured in through the window. The plants, brought in for the first threat of freeze, let them rest and take stock on […] -
Sharon Ackerman wrote a new post 1 week ago
Beating a Death Sentence by Bill Glose
Imagine being told at your annual physical that you have a cancerous spot on your right lung. Then, in a follow-up that you have a year left to live. […] -
Sharon Ackerman wrote a new post 1 week, 4 days ago
Unseen Roots by Martha Snell
Our touring barge plows south through Mekong waters soon to arrive in the Delta. It’s been years, yet the names of these places are still f […] -
Sharon Ackerman wrote a new post 2 weeks, 3 days ago
The Language of My Body by Chibuike Ukah
I don’t blame my body for its language, for keeping its sacredness secure with words, its spleen tagging towards holiness and eternity, since I d […] -
Sharon Ackerman wrote a new post 3 weeks, 3 days ago
This year is forecast four winters and I can't save the burning world by Andreea Ceplinschi
I, who have never known love like this for my kinfolk in a burning world I’m tired of loneliness rewiring this brain, tired of wasting time w […] -
Sharon Ackerman wrote a new post 1 month ago
The Bird Lives Here to Wait by Yucheng Tao
…………. ………To commemorate the victims of the Khmer Rouge we faced a large number of classroo […] -
Sharon Ackerman wrote a new post 2 months, 1 week ago
Mind the Gap by Sharon Perkins Ackerman
Sukey Gap Graveyard The road here is pocked with holes, graves strung mostly in mistflower or phlox, apt to spread airy trails. Not a place for […] -
Sharon Ackerman wrote a new post 2 months, 3 weeks ago
The Lone Ranger Alone by J.R. Solonche
My favorite television cowboy was the Lone Ranger because he didn’t sing, he didn’t kill Indians for the fun of it, and he wasn’t even a cowbo […] -
Sharon Ackerman wrote a new post 3 months ago
Left Behind by Claire Rubin Scott
I thought it was all behind me remission said my doctor now only periodic PET scans to be sure only blood tests to double check […] -
Sharon Ackerman wrote a new post 4 months, 3 weeks ago
The Moon by Kenneth Boyd
………………………………………………………….Tarsila do Amaral (Brazil, 1928) Since you last crossed the still, moonlit […] -
Sharon Ackerman wrote a new post 5 months, 1 week ago
Same River, Different Day by Patrick Meeds
Let me tell you uncomfortable I am with silence. I am handcuffed to a joke I can’t tell. Two crows are where my lungs should be. My exhales are t […] -
Sharon Ackerman wrote a new post 5 months, 2 weeks ago
Reckless Abandon by Dudley Stone
…………………………………………………….A poem is never finished, only […] -
Sharon Ackerman wrote a new post 5 months, 3 weeks ago
Visitatio Divina by Sharon Perkins Ackerman
It is just after 5:00 a.m. as I browse among the books that prop up my life. I say prop because books are so often a means of leaving my surroundings, […] -
Sharon Ackerman wrote a new post 5 months, 4 weeks ago
Shopping by Paul Joseph Enea
My grocery store is under siege by sleepwalkers who show up in pajamas moping from shelf to shelf for a precious memory. There is no one to guide […] -
Sharon Ackerman wrote a new post 6 months, 3 weeks ago
Women who nap by Catherine Socarras Ferrell
Bed calls at midday, when the eyes drowse and honey themselves shut. Sleep curls thick as nectar. We hexagon ourselves, invert. Always a […] -
Sharon Ackerman wrote a new post 7 months ago
Dancing with a Shadow by Zihan Zang
I danced with a shadow, drifting in the wind, Our forms in ev’ry city window cast. We held each other as the night slipped past, Circled and spun […] -
Sharon Ackerman wrote a new post 7 months, 3 weeks ago
Currency by Maureen Clark
we imagine she was a bride the skeleton with the small skull a Greek girl………… ……….her head wreathed in ceramic fl […] -
Sharon Ackerman wrote a new post 8 months ago
Names by Esther Sadoff
Cottonwood trees are producing more fluff. I am jealous of things so aptly named. The verb take can be a phrasal verb with so many […] -
Sharon Ackerman wrote a new post 8 months, 1 week ago
Walnuts by Sharon Perkins Ackerman
They’re the last to disappear, along with hickory, spicing the ground from mid-autumn through December. I stumble over carpets of the fermenting h […] -
Sharon Ackerman wrote a new post 8 months, 3 weeks ago
Away Games by E. H. Jacobs
I inhaled the soot-sotted grime of New York’s summer, exhaled your scent: lavender and rose. Let me explain, because you had gone to Yankee S […] - Load More