(The found letter) Dear Key of C, You’ve been kind to me Always showing the way home Into the middle Into the in-between The places I see...

Silent swimmer Your old soul frightens me Behind your eyes an ocean of possibilities— I cry for you, keeper of secrets, as you watch,...

While you circle the skies While you watch and wait Wondering if I’m worthy I tread above clear waves While you dive down for your draft...

(Poem of the Week) That November night I was a queen and you a king. You played the royal jukebox, and your ceaseless arms held me while...

(Poem of the Week) A March morning, taunting with light at play, dancing Cigarette smoke spirals with currents of wind. The horizon...

(Poem of the Week) Tomorrow brings clarity A much needed light To see the crisis with tranquil might. —Cori Lark Corina, IV-8 Wunjo...