All the Bright Places – Candice Louisa Daquin

All the places I have been and sat, and wept, and dried my tears moving on to another destination leaving you there in shards, in bottle tops, in crumpled napkins and cigarette box leaving you there in unmade sheets, flung wide windows, ageless sea gracing our loss with her eternity. I have run from you,…

Prozac Nation – Robert G. Wertzler

Load them up Those Cemtrail planes Fill them with Prozac Stuff them with Valium Medicate the populace The Gaslighted nation Numb baffled minds Thought paralyzed Reality and fantasy In a blender of lies Give illusion of calm Provide entertainment While the world burns Bob Wertzler is retired from almost twenty years in the mental health…

Snow White-Allister Nelson

The elven knight went riding with banners alizarin as berries in snow, his face wan, lovesick longing.   Haunting his dreams was a snow-laden lass, fair as a dying rose, iced into clarity by shattered glass.   In twos, in threes, went the Faerie Court, bells on toes, Gabriel’s Hounds baying in the wasted harrow,…

I am the Woman – Claire, from CK words and thoughts

I am the Woman your Mother warned you about my challenging energy supposed to be subdued instead of living my life just winging it defying rules and authority more alive and kicking than she ever even permitted herself be good now and suck it up don’t show your feelings better yet don’t feel what you…

Un/non sellable Poem-Kushal Poddar

Let’s make children for those detention centers, one more, once more. In the cells of vapor a face becomes the other. The other another. All return, you know; only you don’t know what they look like A bird on your shower room window sill stares at you as if you’re its day’s grain or its…

I Am the Woman – Aurora Phoenix

I am the woman your mother warned you about (let’s face it she was envious) I have long since lost my place that musty corner to which I was relegated where nice girls sit quietly legs crossed and demure. (what point is there in that?) I turn heads with my stride I watch the eyes…

I Am the Woman – Erin L. King

I am the woman Your mother warned you about. You have a missing piece, he said And he was right: That piece was tolerance For racist grandmothers And gross jokes Told over tables of restraint. That piece That didn’t think a six-year-old Should be a misogynist. That piece Crying angry tears When she showed up…

I Am the Woman – Dom Mitchell

I’m the woman you’re mother warned you about The one people wince at what may come out of my mouth I say what I want even at your grandmothers house I might even slouch on her couch Peep my reflection and take a selfie with my tongue out Yea that’s me. The one she told…

I Am the Woman – Deanna Raymond

I am the one that has always been a little odd has always felt “too much” the one that dreams and trusts and loves wildly the one people have tried to shame, or dull or crush because light and all this capacity for loving is cryptonite to the bitter soul and because making one like…

I Am the Woman – Judith Swann

I am the woman your mother warned you about But as I am in the office, is not who I am in the garden, is not who I am at table with a poet or two. In New York I’m not the same as in Iowa, In Puerto Rico I’m not the same. I am…