Empty Caverns – Katie Matz

Empty Caverns Why do you feel the desperate need to gouge and scrape at me until there’s no diamonds left not even a stone? Only black, cloudy, ash of sooty coal


BUZZWINKLE That’s what the citizens of the small Alaskan town named him when he stood drunk and slightly knock-kneed in the pub’s courtyard after eating too many fallen crabapples. His inclined

A Curse Upon Myself

A Curse Upon Myself     May a tree grow from the roof of my mouth. Mice swim in my sink. My thumbs drop out.   May we marry your sister’s


Aria by Janette Schafer   I let your sheet music sit atop the Bechstein where you left it, one corner slightly raised where it rests on a champagne bottle made into

Fishbowl Daydream

Fishbowl Daydream Drew Pisarra   Can a dead goldfish still swim or does it drift around round abandoned castles and trailer park snails, simply out of habit…   And what of

are you of my // Ben Casey

Ben Casey, a Greenville College student, received honorable mention for this year’s Fall Contest, with his poem “are you of my”.

Poetry Sucks by Jack Dawdy

The winner of this year’s Fall Contest is Jack Dawdy. Jack Dawdy, who is a junior at Greenville College, submitted spoken word called “Poetry Sucks”.

Loneliness Verses Solitude

Author: Elizabeth Nisly Junior at Bluffton high school Live Arts Contest | High School Poetry _________________________________________________________________________________________ Divided by a narrow line Soft and light and hard to see The nuances are very fine Both

Enter Please

Author: Lily Hauge Sophomore at New Orleans Center of Creative Arts 2nd place Live Arts Contest | High School Poetry _________________________________________________________________________________________ Please, Excuse the mess. The shutters are falling off, The wooden walls are

For No Apparent Reason

Author: Sydney Osterday Senior at Shasta High School Honorable Mention Live Arts Contest | High School Poetry _________________________________________________________________________________________ Sometimes it hits me, And suddenly I’m overwhelmed with grief and sorrow that seems to come from