Poetry

A Change of Clothes
by Nicole Jones
The freedom of sensual expression, released by a lover's siege, delivers a woman from a concealing comfort to lacy translucence.

The End of Haughty Wits
by Katey Kuijper
In the Algonquin circle, Dorothy Parker dominates yet fails to notice the character judge
right below her nose.

Personal Metamorphosis
by Marcia Moonstar
Looking to Earth and the stars for definition and guidance, el natural woman is the Mother of midnight's creative sparks.

A Small Refuge
by Mary Jane Adams
A small gesture of love, packed into a former grocery sack, brings the pleasure of the first rays of an early spring morning into a stark cubicle.

For the Love of William Wordsworth
by Wendy Blake
Buried in old poems, satisfaction emerges from shadows that read like love songs in proper English.

I am
by Cecilie Roaldset
Are we defined by our experiences, or are we echoes of them? Patience or strategy? Realist or soft lips in the morning?