It's crawling beneath your bed every night. You wonder why sleep never comes. Your mind keeps turning, replaying its own disasters like a broken tape...Read more

I wish the day would come, The day when the future has finally begun, The day when my sorrows are in the past, The day when my joy will finally last,...Read more

we used to say there was a ghost who lived in the old rehearsal room at the end of the basement hall I sometimes wonder if she ever grew tired of the...Read more

And now when I look in the mirror, The ghost of who I used to be Still lurks somewhere deep Deep within my eyes weep. I try to hold on to it with no...Read more

There is beer in my orchids like there are chips in my sandwiches. I tuck my pant legs into each other before I sew them. I cut the tops off my bay tr...Read more

I'm not sure if I know her, I feel like I should, And I'm coming up short because I don't, Her voice is too familiar Or maybe not loud enough Because...Read more

This river was a sheet, before. Twenty thousand years ago, apparently, the Laurendale Ice Sheet covered it all with sea levels four hundred below to...Read more

A ghost waiting in the corridor A gale outside A wailer in the ship Shivering and scared And you dared Finding it You sit on the pit

Just before my grandmother's passing, my aunts took turns bathing her. Fingers that unthreaded the hair, that untied the knots and washed it down ...Read more

Read this poem. THIS BUS STOP WAS A CORAL REEF, ONCE -Megan Arkenberg. Twenty thousand years ago, she said, this whole city was the floor ...Read more