They’re hangers-on/Refuse to leave the party.
Read moreThey’re hangers-on/Refuse to leave the party.
Read more"I fingered the scarves spilling from the large straw basket by the cash register..."
Read moreInspired by the sentencing of the Pittsburgh Tree of Life Synagogue shooter.
Read more'August' is currently missing.
Read moreIn the past, if we were ever short of good copy for the Rag, I would turn to Mildred Alpern, a longtime contributor of poetry and photographs.
Read moreA celebration of the female voice...and a hope that past artistry may serve as inspiration.
Read moreHuman essence pressed/into a piece of metal/and affixed to a bench/among flowers...
Read moredizzy from the wind/defiant in the rain
Read moreApartment like a shoebox,/One bedroom, four people.
Read moreThe incendiary pre-dusk disc hovers over the glasspane Hudson/Then balances precariously on faraway peaks of the Jersey shore
Read moreWalking through Central Park/ Together with my mother,/I notice the expectation in her eyes...
Read moreOur Hudson today's/A dark undulating jade.
Read moreSo, looking skyward,/feeling the aching void of what's no longer, I asked for a sign...
Read moreWe're all going somewhere/And maybe our paths will cross
Read moreDon’t judge/Anything goes...
Read moreAlas, guess what! dominating space/ Sits a starling chirping loud
Read moreIf I could be a Christmas tree/Tell you what I’d do
Read more'Twas the night before Christmas on the Upper West Side...
Read moreDecember pulls no punches/ It tells it to you straight
Read moreThey dot the skylines in random array...
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