[tabby title="Poem"] Arched back, stooped low,the sunflower leans over the fenceto watch a boy pass by,hand held tight in his mother’s. Its face, once turned to the sun,now tilts toward the dust,heavy with the weightof knowing. Bright petals fall like...

[tabby title="Poem"] He stood so tall upon the stage,A giant from a golden page.His voice was loud, his cape was red,I believed in every word he said. But then the script began to fray,With jagged words that spoiled the play.The...

[tabby title="Poem"] Mouth set in a grim line,mud streaked across his jaw,the face of combat stared back at himfrom half a mile away.He narrowed his eyes,finger resting against the trigger. Outside the scope of the lens,the soldier fingered the letter...

[tabby title="Poem"] I untangle the stubborn, knotted string —the dead bulbs snap between my thumbs.Nothing glows. Spheres of colour reflect only absence,an empty chair,a chain of unbroken silence. The tree is decorated,yet vacant,dressed only in memories. I cannot find the...