A sliver of light beneath the door.
When being together brings back memories too painful to bear.
You told us you were sorry, then the next day you hit us again if we asked you why we couldn’t get out of our room
Rob Gibson and the feeling of perpetual goodbyes.
Here is a Millennial baring his soul in a most vulnerable and poetic way…
It’s the weekend! Enjoy a quick look back at all of the awesome we packed into one little week!
A geese family, two youngsters, and a flute help revive Spoon Jackson’s inspiration.
And with one look back, / as if to say, Is it okay to go in now? / or maybe to declare it, Yes!
Boys toeing candied heads / beneath their boots, / rolling them back one step on the macadam / and then forward. Back two steps / and then forward. You grinning Apocalypse, / all this is yours
“Pilgrimage”, “Once again the world has dreamed me”, and “The middle class: a fairy tale”
Three poems by renowned poet and author of 19 books.
Denial is the first stage of grief.
This is a comment by Phil on the post “A Modern Day Hero’s Journey Is What Today’s Boy Needs to Become a Man”.
This is a comment by Jesse Stoner on the post “I <3 My Family: Poems by Kids”.
This is a comment by Jesse Stoner on the post “Who I Am: Poems by Kids”.
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