Five Fleas Itchy Poetry

  releasing itself the butterfly in my throat  ~Marjorie Pezzoli The ever-changing flight plan of the clouded sulphur bu...

  the glow of screens we haunt ourselves  ~John Pappas I had a thought ... Be good to it.  We're in a strange pla...

   excising the tumour a tulip bulb                               lifted from earth ~Gavin Austin       intolerance flouncing in ...