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Loosing you

Loosing you

A Poem by JayKay


So this poem is from the last memory I have of my Grandma. She suffered dementia in the last years of her life. She always managed to recall who I was..
White in the Shadows

White in the Shadows

A Poem by Michael R. Burch


White in the ShadowsbyMichael R. BurchWhite in the shadowsI see your face,unbidden. Go, tellLove it is commonplace;tell Regret it is not so rare.Our l..
In the Same Room

In the Same Room

A Poem by Laura Kate


I pretended that you were in the same roomstanding around the tablecounting the stuffings we had this yearsage and onion - your favouriteand sprouts!Y..
3. GOVERNMENT SECRETS

3. GOVERNMENT SECRETS

A Chapter by Peter Rogerson


THE CASE OF THE DIAMOND DENTURES 3
Insurrection

Insurrection

A Poem by Michael R. Burch


InsurrectionbyMichael R. BurchShe has become as the night―listeningfor rumors of dawn―while the dew, glistening,reminds me of her, and the..
I am From

I am From

A Poem by Alexandra


I’m from successful daughtersAnd inventions madeI’m from throwing mushroom anchorsAnd a potato spadeI’m from murky green watersAnd a..
Album

Album

A Poem by Michael R. Burch


AlbumbyMichael R. BurchI caress them--trapped in brittle cellophane--and I see how young they were, and how unwise;and I remember their first flight--..
Keepsakes

Keepsakes

A Poem by Michael R. Burch


KeepsakesbyMichael R. Burch"... put out my hand and touched the face ..."I caress them―trapped in yellowing cellophane―and I see how young..
Ince St. Child

Ince St. Child

A Poem by Michael R. Burch


Ince St. Childby Michael R. BurchWhen she was a child in a dark forest of fear, imagination cast its strange light into secret places, scattering ..
Childhood

Childhood

A Poem by Ellie Emerson


I knew the secret.I knew it like I knew thesmell of the earth after rain, thesoftness of grass underneath bare feet, and thesound of my mother's voice..
All My Children

All My Children

A Poem by Michael R. Burch


All My Childrenby Michael R. BurchIt is May now, gentle May,and the sun shines pleasantlyupon the blousy flowersof this backyard cemet'ry,upon my chil..
As Roses Bloom

As Roses Bloom

A Poem by Michael R. Burch


Roses for a Lover, IdealizedbyMichael R. BurchWhen you have become to meas roses bloom, in memory,exquisite, each sharp thorn forgot,will I recallR..
Memory

Memory

A Poem by CrimsonHints


-Ever-present memory pressing on my sanity.-Cradled behind my eyes sleeps the past, pressed against the corners in a nightmare frenzy. I'm going to bu..
Nothing in our laughter as we fell...

Nothing in our laughter as we fell...

A Poem by Michael R. Burch


Nothing in our laughter as we fell...by Michael R. BurchWhatever winds encountered soon resolvedto swirling fragments, till chaotic heapsof leaves lay..
Finding Other Landscapes.

Finding Other Landscapes.

A Poem by Ken Simm.


A reworking of several memories.
The Persistence of a Memory of Apricot Shampoo

The Persistence of a Memory of Apricot Shampoo

A Poem by Michael R. Burch


The Persistence of a Memory of Apricot Shampooby Michael R. BurchFor all that I remembered, I forgother name, her face, the reason that we loved...and..
Red Sand

Red Sand

A Story by Cristalle Kao


I wrote this about a time when I was truly happy, I was vacationing in Prince Edward Island, off the east coast of Canada with my mom, little brother ..
Bullet

Bullet

A Story by Cristalle Kao


She didn’t feel the bullet enter her brain. She was in line at grocery store. Her hands were full with food. She should have grabbed a basket. B..