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Today in the Americas, the Tangled Webs of Leopoldo Lugones
Today in 1874 (135 years ago) Leopoldo Lugones, an archetype of Southern Cone descent from socialist leanings in the late nineteenth century towards more conservative and eventually fascist support by… more →
To The Roots
Only Human After All
ejzg wrote 1 month ago: “We’re only human. Yes we are. Yes we are..”-Only Human-Jason Mraz If I could turn … more →
The Missing Turtle
liberaccademia wrote 3 months ago: by Daniel Liberatore A boy sits with dried tears Like dollar signs wiped into his sweaty shirt. His … more →
Teaching Max
beeloud wrote 3 months ago: This is the palpable life: falling into your rhythm, making corrections as you twist and turn; navig … more →
To Be
liberaccademia wrote 4 months ago: by Daniel Liberatore To live inside a blossom A glass with clear lining And hear the birds awaken Wi … more →
Dream This Dream
liberaccademia wrote 4 months ago: by Daniel Liberatore Dream this dream Too weary or dreary A faint sliver of zipping through existenc … more →
Impossible Silence
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liberaccademia wrote 4 months ago: by Natalie Giacone One of her jobs is to pray at every bungalow in their estate. She’s in form … more →
Today in the Americas, the Tangled Webs of Leopoldo Lugones
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Daniel Schmidt wrote 5 months ago: Today in 1874 (135 years ago) Leopoldo Lugones, an archetype of Southern Cone descent from socialist … more →
After a Conversation with You
beeloud wrote 10 months ago: This is startling; it strikes me In my core: I spoke to you—just now— After a pause the breadth of … more →
I am Palestine --a poem
telcontarrulz wrote 11 months ago: I am Palestine. I duck as rocks fly at me, thrown by those who scorn me. Some say I should not exist … more →
Pieces of Clothing
liberaccademia wrote 1 year ago: by Daniel Liberatore Mob of ducks Moves back and forth In the water As you sway in your hammock And … more →
Does Nature need us?
batmusings wrote 1 year ago: He had never seen Mother so angry. Upset at times but not angry, definitely not as angry as now. … more →
Love is...
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batmusings wrote 1 year ago: Love is a huge field shimmering with white lilies Love is a stream with joyful teardrops in it Love … more →
Small worlds
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beeloud wrote 1 year ago: The sun beat its temper to the ground. The breeze— a reprieve—an interval of another kind: cool knif … more →
Formica Dreams
liberaccademia wrote 1 year ago: by Joshua H. Liberatore Who can enumerate the meals served, prepared, conceived on this gleaming, ma … more →
Gas-Powered Cacophony
beeloud wrote 1 year ago: Friday morning clockwork. 7:30 the din begins. Blower? Mower? Edger? The invisible but palpable rhyt … more →
Circle of Fifths
liberaccademia wrote 1 year ago: by Joshua H. Liberatore Toes curl, scrapes of sand between rough reminders of yesterday’s maid … more →
The Activists’ Banquet
liberaccademia wrote 1 year ago: by Joshua H. Liberatore Katherine picked me up around eight for the event, which was to be held in t … more →
Love and Loss
telcontarrulz wrote 1 year ago: I’ve just escaped from Communication Disorders 261. Honestly, it’s the most boring class … more →
