I'll go with ice and maybe death will come to offer me a frosty rest. I know I'll feel no pain, as all my limbs grow numb. I'll sleep beneath a comforter of snow. The body's wise. First...

One Cup

...a short audio poem about lonliness and loss.

Religious and spiritual poem by aspiring poet Peter Menkin. This story or poetic recollection of praying with the Sisters is about impetuousness, or else the Holy Spirit. The church is a living...

Americas Nature
by MrDaMan
Virgil R. Hall II (Randy)

Drop a beat, skip a beat, tap, tap, thrum.
It’s the rumble of a nation, of a people,
with an...