Grace Sleeps through Poetry First Friday Writing Group, Rollins Campus Obligingly, into the circle of us, she falls, clack and hum and hiss of our tongues catching in the soft […]
Two Poems by Laura Sobbott Ross
The Top of the Highest Mountain
by Suzannah Gilman A commercial shown last night during the Olympics made me sad. Children were shown riding the public bus and in other public places as well on the sofa at […]
The Gloria Sirens 