Five Fleas Itchy Poetry

t he offspring's weight in rice the crops of sin ~ Richard Magahiz they like to dance  crypto tracking nodes glow amber ~Richard ...

ruins speak the language of stones we are all giant boulders beside the eternal river of silence ~Mykyta Ryzhykh (Original...

 Tickle I feel the tickle of stars in cells I never knew I was comprised of. ~Kate Langan daily bus ride the tobacco stained ...

conference room a dozen zombies deciding who to fire ~Ruth Holzer holding the world together human rights ~Roberta B...

the perpetual vigilance of God's own worrywart ~Patrick Sweeney corroded bones reducing me to rust ~ Debbie Strang...

snow says goodbye to me I am silent I melt with the snow ~Mykyta Ryzhykh (Originally published in THE BIG WINDOWS REVIEW) ...