Poetry by Robert Fisher
It’s Been So LongBy Robert Fisher I miss holding you in my armsEnjoying your sweet and…
by Robert Fisher
It’s Been So LongBy Robert Fisher I miss holding you in my armsEnjoying your sweet and…
by Robert Fisher
As the years go by, I feel like ‘m fading more and more into the darkness.…
by Shaquille Davis
My mommy stayed quiet, a stabbing in my chest, as Mama Pera, my father’s mother, matter-of-factly…
by Ignacio Carrillo
I was standing on my table, leaning forward to brace on the back wall so that…
by Terry Daniel McDonald
Dedicated to a lawyer Mom knew At first, I could not believe it was him. I…
by John-Russell Bossé
If I Could BeBy Will Speer Dedicated to Angie If I could be anything or anywhere…
by William Speer (TX)
I learned abuse at a very young age. Before the age of two, I’d seen my…
by Will Speer
To read Day Seven click here The prisoners stank. The record doesn’t list many details from…
by Thomas Bartlett Whitaker
I remember going school shopping for the first time. It was so exciting seeing all the…
by Christopher Clark
In the true spirit of tangentialism, digression, asides, run-on sentences, and general blathering tendencies we’re not…
by Don Bates
