Sticky Fingers by Carol Stewart

Sticky Fingers by Carol Stewart

Art: The Red Stair by Linda Chapman   STICKY FINGERSTheirs is a stately home Velvet papered wallpurple cushion plumped Can’t touch this Golden thread Needled too ornate,a flourish above and beyondShakespearean quote If music be the food of love Play...
Another Shade of Gray by Carol Stewart

Another Shade of Gray by Carol Stewart

Art: Portal 26 by Ken Collins ANOTHER SHADE OF GRAY He hoped to hush the shrill, replace the clarion, the cock’s determined call more appealing, bound to raise a laugh, not to mention a couple of ghosts down the pub. Cacophony, Euphony, and he   the moping...
The Crushing of Cotton Butterflies by Carol Stewart

The Crushing of Cotton Butterflies by Carol Stewart

Art: Ekaterina Shamilova (Model: Marie Dashkova) THE CRUSHING OF COTTON BUTTERFLIES The bed smells of potted meat – and us – last night’s bland feast. You’re eyeing the jar even now, scrolling news-feed on your laptop, hard edge digging into my...
Solitude by Michael Estabrook

Solitude by Michael Estabrook

Art: Memories from the Multiverse: Comfortably Between by Erik Leraz SOLITUDE Souls Watching the hermit nun Sister Wendy describe complex biblical scenes in 3 sentences reminded me once again to spend less time getting our finances in order and more time caring for...
A Vision by Mark Mitchell

A Vision by Mark Mitchell

Art: AI Epiphany by Alex Duensing A VISION “What then is life?” I cried— —P. B. Shelley The Triumph of Life (broken off final line)  A cross. A mirror. Not much else—silver gray light. Half a face—mine, stranded under bulbs too bright for this room. The cross is a...
Technique by Sanjeev Sethi

Technique by Sanjeev Sethi

Art: Throw Up Graffiti Before the Train Hits by Tony Adamo TECHNIQUE Incompletions gnaw instigating me to cross swords with self. Tattooed by nameless travesties I give into plowing wraiths of wasted seasons into choruses that chime: grammar and griffonage fit in with...