Staff Picks

  • Caylie Hausman
    Published 19 days ago
    somes (suhm•z)

    somes (suhm•z)

    Normal. The idea pushes you forward, stains your tongue red. Normal proceeds to get stuck in hyperspeed and see its way
  • V. Plut
    Published 3 months ago
    A Race of Poets

    A Race of Poets

    Human beings are a race of poets — some of us develop this trait fully while others of us are content to walk through life without a thought to the world that surrounds us. We have the capacity to see nature and the world around us as something more than meets the eye. Some see this human trait as biological, simply a series of synapses firing or connecting when we view a scene in nature or think abstractly, but some see it as a spiritual endeavor outside of biology that we develop in order to transcend everyday existence. Either way, it is a quality unique to humans.
  • V. Plut
    Published 4 months ago
    If Basho Owned a Camera

    If Basho Owned a Camera

    Matsuo Kinsaku, or Basho, as he is more commonly known, born 1644 in Japan, considered to be the master of Haiku poetry, would today perhaps take a liking to the camera, especially the iphone and smaller mirrorless cameras. They could easily have been transported in his backpack on a trip into the north country of Japan — but would it have changed his poetry?
  • Bryana Fern
    Published 6 months ago
    Poetry of the Lizard King

    Poetry of the Lizard King

    You may know him as Mr. Mojo Risin, the psychedelic rock god of The Doors or you may know him as just a disturbing and strange artist who joined the famed 27 Club with his death on July 3, 1971. Both accounts would be true. Love him or hate him, James Douglas Morrison created a counter culture movement of rage that filled the 60s in stark opposition to the positive message of love from contemporaries John Lennon. Instead, Morrison tapped into the collective conscious of a generation enraged and disturbed by its wars and conspiracies and failures. Its betrayals.
  • Sierra Lynn
    Published 7 months ago
    6 Ways I Overcome Writers Block When it Comes to Poetry.

    6 Ways I Overcome Writers Block When it Comes to Poetry.

    When it comes to writing, words usually come pretty easy. As true as this statement may be everyone gets hit with cinder blocks that may prevent them from creating a masterpiece.
  • Anna-Alexia Basile
    Published 8 months ago
    dancing air

    dancing air

    how does one describe the way the wind dances across a sand dune. imaginative and free, by the name of Nkechi, floating
  • Kylee Cheyanne
    Published 10 months ago
    Sonnet Three...

    Sonnet Three...

    ~ When your eyes look into mine, I don't know how to feel It's the way that you make me smile that causes my heart to race
  • Don Lax
    Published 10 months ago
    Endless Ocean of Love

    Endless Ocean of Love

    How would it feel to float In a golden sea of infinite light While recognizing that this ocean of love Is inseparable from the nature of your existence?
  • Chantelle Wynta
    Published 10 months ago
    You hurt me the most...When I said No

    You hurt me the most...When I said No

    Readers discretion please be advised - This poem's nature and language might cause upset or trigger. It was me You hurt the most