A New Kind of Literary Pulse

Alone
Is where the Mind and Heart
Wrestle with the icky, sticky
The dark and lost desires ...  [+]

Where did you go?
Things were going so well
I don't know if we'll meet again
Nothing sure ...  [+]

Painted Stories

The world’s story is an intricate
painting, a mix of yellows and blues ...  [+]

Here stands my brother’s monument.
(The elder of us two)
The gleaming stone that bears his ...  [+]

I desire
to determine devil from deity
People don't act with dignity
and I can't ...  [+]

An essential worker,
that’s what I’ve become
Amidst in COVID
Skyrockets to the sun
No ...  [+]

He loved her
in her snowy white,
blue eyes, bridal flowers,
and 80s hair. That hair, ...  [+]

I never understood those lines about the naked woman on the roof:
roofs are already perfectly ...  [+]

the water slips across my feet
like a blanket.

they held my hand,
protecting me from ...  [+]

Observation: the freckles that map her body are as limitless as the stars in the night sky ...  [+]

loved to read, yet I always have been ripped from the pages-
choosing oblivious eyes without a ...  [+]

Get up
You try so hard to ignore it
The whisper in your head
Because you know if you heed ...  [+]

My father hands me a small box when I arrive for Thanksgiving break. It is from my grandmothe ...  [+]

Pain never lasts,
Wounds cannot stay--
Only as fading white lines of memory--
All is ...  [+]

Just a winter working night,
Away from the city, away from the light
For sixty years, working ...  [+]

I walked with you
down darkening stair
and spoke of the Great Edge,
Where heroes lay down ...  [+]

A battle fought, a triumph earned
cost much, for though the tide has turned,
so many here have ...  [+]

Tarry here a tad
under a sky lavender and blue.
Sit with me, says the day.
I aim not to know ...  [+]