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Birthday Present

11.07.09 Posted in today's words by

Joan McNerney’s poetry has been included in numerous literary magazines such as Boston Review of the Arts, Kalliope, Mudfish, Spectrum, and Word Thursdays. Four of her books have been published by literary presses. She has performed at the National Arts Club, State University of New York, Oneonta, McNay Art Institute, and other distinguished venues. A […]


Strawberry

11.06.09 Posted in today's words by

Clay Carpenter is a newspaper copy editor in Corpus Christi, TX. He has two young daughters who provide plenty of inspiration for his poetry. Read this poem for its reality check perspective and remember it the next time you lose it over something much less sweet than a strawberry. Strawberry By Clay Carpenter The girls […]


Questions for My Husband’s Doctor

11.05.09 Posted in today's words by

Jeanette Gallagher moved to Virginia Beach, VA (oh yes, you can tell, can’t you? They are all really that good!) when she was 10 and grew up in an ocean-front family-operated hotel. She is a retired psychotherapist, having been affiliated with The Center for Behavioral Medicine at Tidewater Psychiatric Institute. In addition to facilitating a […]


Contributor Series 2: Candy and Spirits, Days of the Dead

11.04.09 Posted in Contributor Series 2, today's words by

The series has brought us from dress-up to crunchy leaves to remembering the dead, the full gamut of the season. Hasn’t it been fun? Contributor Series 2: Candy and Spirits Days of the Dead By Cassie Premo Steele I lay out plates of food for the dead and circle their pictures there, to welcome back […]


Contributor Series 2: Candy and Spirits, La Llorona, The Weeping Woman

11.03.09 Posted in Contributor Series 2, today's words by

(Image courtesy of Manny Beltran)Contributor Series 2: Candy and Spirits La Llorona, The Weeping Woman By Ray Sharp Mis hiiiiiiiiiijos, mis pobreciiiiiiiiiiiitos! My chiiiiiiiiiiiildren, my poooooor babies! The anguished cry from the arroyo pierces the moonless night, a wailing that emanates from beyond the beyond, foul ghost-breath on the scruff of my neck, stink of mud […]


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