The Swan’s Tale by Francis Conlon

[tabby title="Poem"] The swan’s tale was once thought white,Something more was a fiction,A black swan not seen at night,Nor in the day, ‘til nature’s predilection. Together swans are a gaggle,Known for beauty and for grace,‘Tho noisy sounds as if a...

The Value Of Life by Julia Ann Masi

[tabby title="Poem"] The value of lifecan not be appraisedat the moment of conceptionWhen faith and politics challengeeach other to a duel The value of lifeis most often reckonedwith honor and respectprayingat the foot of a hospital bed The value of...

Roadkill by Dalia Astalos

[tabby title="Poem"] The boy on the bikelooked back as he rodecrunching fall leaves underneathspinning wheels. He wobbled onceand I shoutedLook forward!but he didn’t hear mebecause my face was turnedinto my windowas I drove forwardwhile looking back. I ran over a...

Coffee Shop by Joseph S. Pete

[tabby title="Poem"] Dairy, soy, oat, cashew, almond, macadamia, rice, quinoa, coconut, hemp.The half-filled cartons were all splayed out at the edge of the cafe counterlike forlorn empties, fallen soldiers amid the detritus of an evening of drunken revelry. The stoop-shouldered...

“Abolition represented capital” by Craig Tepper

[tabby title="Poem"] “Abolition represented capital.”W.E.B. Du Bois explains in BLACK RECONSTRUCTION, 1937, pg. 25Why white Labor in the 1800s opposed the end of Slavery.Or, remained silent. Labor saw it as against its own interests.The companies, capital would benefit from slavesCompeting...