Poems By Andrea Monroe

CRUCIFIED I think I know how Jesus must’ve felt Before a crowd of his jeering nonbelievers I’m a prisoner now of my own pain A martyr of my marriage I’m sucked shallow Fucked dry By a hostile gathering of my own heathens Who go by native-sounding names like Totally Broken Dreams, Love Left Me, and…

Poems By Nathan Robbins

    Old Man Hey there Old Man, It’s been a while hasn’t it? You know the shock you gave me made me sit. If you were hear I could ask, why I’m so vexed. You know I’m still wondering what comes next, But though at times I still feel so lost, Know I’d still…