by Margaret Colangelo | | Poetry
Pump Pump Pump Nothing.Pump Pump PumpNothing.Crumpled metal was one optionSoul exits, body flownPump Pump Pump, no response I need a miracle! What’s the chance? Speed increasing, keep my coolPump Pump Pump I chose this old car, like a foolOne of us will make the...
by Margaret Colangelo | | Poetry
You, my loves, seem to simply swayas I come to nurture you each day,it’s you who fuels my soul.Those moments, often causing tardiness, create fortune! As I bend and sing for you gently, it’s your song that holds power!And I take pride in your growth while, it would...
by Margaret Colangelo | | Poetry
When you knew me, I reached for the sun. I contorted this way and that to find warmth. Now, I am content cool; The prized pride I sought matters little. And the whole, wide world will welcome me-while you, finally,tiredly, head home.
by Margaret Colangelo | | Poetry
I lean into languagelike a storm-struck tree in our woods.Limbs fallto the fern floor aswords seem to sow themselves onto paper.And when this pen dropsand all the broken branches rest-Anger, Love, Fear,and yes-acceptancetuck themselves alongsidein the margin of the...
by Jamison Jacobs | | Poetry
The bridge was out There was nowhere to go The cops were gathering their cars All driving towards us From their various Directions And you sat there so calm And cool Your hands on the steering wheel I was panicked Beside you You knew your fate I wasn’t ready for this...
by Jamison Jacobs | | Poetry
I unpacked the box today, throwing paper all around.The gift was unrevealed. I looked through the paper, did I miss it?But there in the corner was the cube, hidden from view.I inspected the sides, all square and even as such.No buttons, no cords, no lights, no...
