~poems « shaking like a mountain

At the Red Lobster in Duluth, MN

By Donald Levin, on March 4th, 2010 93 views

He left behind the frozen landscape
and empty mines of his Midwestern home
to head east, for New York
where he heard it was all

By Suellen Wedmore, on November 24th, 2009 315 views

She blows winter in a diminished fifth,

edgy and

Continue reading Lonely

By Lori Romero, on November 24th, 2009 353 views

The Jersey Shore

We arrive in our gasping, grunting white Ford Fairlaine

The crying gulls begin as if on cue

like Hendrix, the noise challenges and displaces the air around