Poetry

"6:08 AM bird peeps from meadows of fire..."

"...He propounded a bold trajectory, a climate revolution..."

"...everyone is facing both ways..."

"...The democracy of smoke, holy, innocent and pure...."

"...burn the barrier, ignite the day..."

"...I can't leave you or stay here..."

Gary Glauber is a poet, fiction writer, teacher, and former music journalist. His works have received multiple Pushcart Prize and Best of the Net nominations.

"...the entire scenario of their relationship playing out..."

"...heavy water of failure, one grey drop at a time..."

"Twenty-six-year-old female police officer slain by a rifle welding suspect..."

"...the day-old doughnuts with greasy chocolate and coagulated pink sprinkles don't call my name..."

"...watching my friends funerals everyday..."

"...all shuttered and now covered in moss..."

"...and one after another they flicker and fizzle..."

"...all you do, like your footsteps in the snow..."

"...the poor and powerless say what is getting worse is poverty..."

"...Just a teen aged nighttime boy..."

"...I've got to keep moving forward..."

"...that February into March when our love was new..."

Judith Alexander Brice is a retired Pittsburgh psychiatrist whose love of nature and acquaintance with illness inform much of her work.She has had over 50 poems published in journals and anthologies, including "The Golden Streetcar," "Voxpopulisphere.com," "The Pittsburgh Post-Gazette," "The Magnolia Review.com," and "Annals of Internal Medicine."

Samantha Swain is a young writer living in the Sacramento area with her family and significant other. She received a graduate degree in Immunology but has since decided to leave science behind in the pursuit of creative writing and studio art.

"...I will carve your name where it only belongs..."

"...Unfiltered, undisguised..."

Tammy Robbins says, "Living for over 30 years in the Ozarks, I have seen the Gods many times in the sky above the mountains, the result of my passion for Mythology both Greek and Roman."

"...she never captures a single shadow..."

"...frigid, frigid like a still photo and its forever frozen face there..."

"...envy seeps from them like blood into cloth..."

"...only more of the same cold rain..."

"...I am the current, the climate, the energy..."

"...what is the moral accounting system..."