Revival

Whispering echoes

remind me of a

time of joy

 

Picking through

old toys of

translucent

neurons

 

The synapses

snap like lightning

inside of an acoustic,

closed off Super Dome

 

Electrocuting

the flesh of

negativity

within

 

Adam Brown

 

He has been published/accepted in Dead Snakes, Anti-Heroin Chic, Leaves of Ink, Writing Raw, The Bitchin’ Kitsch, Indiana Voice Journal, The Stray Branch Magazine,  First Literary Review – East, Section 8 Magazine, The Poet Community, Setting Forth- On a Literary Itinerary, Cavalcade of Stars, Red Rising Magazine, Social Justice Poetry, High Coupe, Peeking Cat Poetry Magazine.

Thoughts and Prayers

Thoughts and prayers

The emptiest of gestures

Just a collection of letters posted for the world to see

A world so far from your thoughts

You’ve never prayed for

Really

Doing nothing never looked so useful

Click post

Move on

Feel good

The ring of notifications solidify your conscience

Your good deed done

Without wiping up one ounce of blood

Brushing away one tear

Circling one brass casing

The incendiary and screams are too far away to even silence you to attention

Your thoughts and prayers will have to suffice

They just have to

They must

For what am I to do with this horrific sight?

Held in my hands

Glowing on this tiny screen

 

Louis Raio

Louis Raio is a Poet, Photographer, Artist and class Clown. He’s a 32-year-old man-child living in his parent’s house. He takes pride in finding beauty in the absurdity of the world around him and takes part most times. He’s a top contender for The Heavy Weight Championship of Procrastinators and isn’t afraid of an entire pizza. He has self-published two books of original poetry and defies anyone to buy a copy! Coming from a large family he understands the importance of finding a good place to sit. He has a terrible fear of flying and death, two horrifying things that are not mutually exclusive. His OCD and Anxiety are fuel for his creative mind and will either make him the life of the party or the reason it ended early. Love him, because he loves you.

Words of Commitment Written in Sand

At low tide, they write words

in the dark, damp sand

pledging their love forever.

 

Later that evening,

while enjoying each other’s company

over a candlelight dinner,

high tide quietly relieves them of the commitments

of those sandy etchings.

 

The following morning,

without much ado,

they murmur good-byes;

each moving on to new beaches.

 

Roy Dorman

 

Roy Dorman is retired from the University of Wisconsin-Madison Benefits Office and has been a voracious reader for over 60 years.  At the prompting of an old high school friend, himself a retired English teacher, Roy is now a voracious writer.  He has had poetry and flash fiction published over the last couple of years in Mulberry Fork Review,  Burningword Literary Journal, Cease Cows, Birds Piled Loosely, Drunk Monkeys, Crack The Spine, Gap-Toothed Madness, Gravel, Foliate Oak Literary Magazine, One Sentence Poems, Theme of Absence, Yellow Mama, Black Petals, Near To The Knuckle, Flash Fiction Magazine, Flash Fiction Press, Cheapjack Pulp, Shotgun Honey, and other online literary sites.

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