True Heroes
by Woody Barlow
As she settled uncomfortably
On the linoleum floor
Tired beyond words
I gave an oath! She thought
She had not seen her children in weeks
In fear of spreading Covid-19
To her family
Poor food
Intermittent sleep
Reused masks and PPE’s
Death at every turn
For doctors and nurses
And other colleges
Now just more covered bodies
The less dedicated quit
From frustration
And fear
And lack of support
The struggle was real
For those who remained
As another patient flat lined
Why fight for the next patie
An Ordinary Life
by Jerry Davis
She backed through the door, revealing an ordinary kitchen Susan knew was filled with ordinary things.
There were ordinary appliances, ordinary kitchen cabinets, ordinary flatware utensils in ordinary drawers, and ordinary cans of food in the pantry. There was ordinary wallpaper on the wall and ordinary paint on the woodwork. Even the mauve curtains and the off-beige linoleum with tiny brown diamonds were ordinary. An ordinary kitchen table sat in the center with ordinary kitchen chairs and her
The Fine Art of Suspension
by Carolyn Dahl
Hebe Watering Zeus Eagle:
Johann Baptist Lampi
A night shadow, bold and fringed,
crosses the moon. Tamed by gravity,
an eagle lands on a woman’s wrist,
the flesh on her arm tender and tearable
in beak and claws, if the bird so wished.
The artist knows terrestrial touch is not
a raptor’s domain, so one wing, the span
of nightmares, stays raised, curved behind
bare shoulders like a pinioned collar.
In my backyard, I offer songbirds
simple seeds, but uninvited, a hawk
arrives to feast on fragileTrue Heroes
by Woody Barlow
As she settled uncomfortably
On the linoleum floor
Tired beyond words
I gave an oath! She thought
She had not seen her children in weeks
In fear of spreading Covid-19
To her family
Poor food
Intermittent sleep
Reused masks and PPE’s
Death at every turn
For doctors and nurses
And other colleges
Now just more covered bodies
The less dedicated quit
From frustration
And fear
And lack of support
The struggle was real
For those who remained
As another patient flat lined
Why fight for the next patieAn Ordinary Life
by Jerry Davis
She backed through the door, revealing an ordinary kitchen Susan knew was filled with ordinary things.
There were ordinary appliances, ordinary kitchen cabinets, ordinary flatware utensils in ordinary drawers, and ordinary cans of food in the pantry. There was ordinary wallpaper on the wall and ordinary paint on the woodwork. Even the mauve curtains and the off-beige linoleum with tiny brown diamonds were ordinary. An ordinary kitchen table sat in the center with ordinary kitchen chairs and herThe Fine Art of Suspension
by Carolyn Dahl
Hebe Watering Zeus Eagle:
Johann Baptist Lampi
A night shadow, bold and fringed,
crosses the moon. Tamed by gravity,
an eagle lands on a woman’s wrist,
the flesh on her arm tender and tearable
in beak and claws, if the bird so wished.
The artist knows terrestrial touch is not
a raptor’s domain, so one wing, the span
of nightmares, stays raised, curved behind
bare shoulders like a pinioned collar.
In my backyard, I offer songbirds
simple seeds, but uninvited, a hawk
arrives to feast on fragileAbout Us
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