Poems published in Piker Press, a weekly journal of arts and literature.
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"...Give back to me the memory of love..."
"...more tax dollars to pollute..."
"...When I thought of how much time we spent together..."
"...it was the brightness of the red that won me over..."
Images of people who worked together in an office...
"... Everyone seems angry, down and kinda trying, some much harder than others, to get out...."
"...Give me an electorate who fights for right..."
"...I engrave your name on my mind's canvas..."
"...The couch that’s quite close to his London..."
"...cold, dead rock, and an airless atmosphere..."
"...you think of patting pulp between your palms..."
James Croal Jackson is a Filipino-American poet who works in film production.
"...A schism grows wider with each word spoken..."
"...Why aren't there any stars tonight?"..."
"...so damp air driving season’s cost..."
"...A superfluous and ridiculous outlay by any measure..."
"...an apple believing it has wings..."
"...It seems nice to know certain things..."
"yellow full moon night..."
Gabriel Bates is a poet living in Tiffin, Ohio. His work has appeared in several publications, online and in print.
"...Praise with him be to speakers of dead and dying languages..."
"...pivotal to all life on our delicate planet..."
"...stark sensations skeletons feel without their former cover..."
"...Now that they’re through with her, what do I do with her?..."
"...guzzling wine and bourbon and staring at the open sea..."
"...The jagged excuses for streets still embrace the the same lit windows..."
"...There is no good death..."
"...the air, a vengeful angel ready to kill to die ..."
"He was always laughing..."
John Sara (He/Him) is a writer from Parma, Ohio. He received his BFA in Creative Writing from Bowling Green State University and is currently pursuing his MFA at Ashland University.
