By Adam Dickerson I may no longer live here, but this valley’s still my home. It’s here to where my heart returns, no matter where on Earth I roam. In…

By Tara Peck Spindle-limbed branches pass by on the right,  fresh picked apples by you, grab a basket.  Car radio blares The Tokens and the lion sleeps tonight under cold…

 By Micah AbshearWhen I was young I had this dreamwhere I was a slime,a fantasy creature just inching along in a field,consuming the grass and bugs where I go.I didn't…

By Sheilah Queen I remember her leisurely stroll to the mailboxPlacing a green laurel leaf between her hands and blowingThe high-pitched whistle filled the country air echoing through the valleyShe…

By Luke Godsey and Lilly HaaveCum te ridentem viderem,Obliviscor nos sidera non esse. Ad tempusin lecto cosmorum sedemus,inter se complexi in slendorem radiosumalbum colore. Obliviscor nos corpora caelestes non esse,damnatos…

By Anthony Babeaux Everyone has a phobiaAn irrational fear which when said aloudCan come across as puzzlingDriving is currently my cruxAn Achilles heel so to speak Whether it is newfound…

By Jonathan Gilliam In the hollow, deep and wide,Where restless spirits lurk and bide,A voice was heard, a curse was laid,The Bell Witch wakes where debts are paid. A whisper…

By Jonathan Gilliam These mountains stand, so old, so high,Their peaks still whisper to the sky.Through mist and pine, through rain and sun,They tell of all that’s come and gone.…

By Anonymous When I see you smile,I forget we aren't stars. For a moment,we sit in a bed of cosmos,holding each otherin a radiant brillianceof alabaster hues. I forget we…

Winding gravel veinsbody of the mountainspeppered by frecklesof carved limestone remembranceaged by creeping mosscracks of time, worn by winds. Whispered breaths,rolling mists’ dense fogfill riven boardssplintered white paint.Muted glow of…