A safety net is not always safe, Falling back on someone is still a fall, A bruise can beat and batter you, Run you thin until you are...

Mice no longer run in a panic looking over their furry shoulders, there is no need, the cats have died and no replacement has been made....

My mother chopped off a snake’s head in the garage, a shovel her guillotine and with force a meaty slice sever and clang. She wiped her...

I was the girl of the altar call, knees bent and tears streaming, god’s chosen for memorizing Bible verses faster than the boys; the girl...

Last night, I spent hours, creating a poem. The diction, depicted a painting, of a child, being burned. By villagers who felt that the...