by Linda M. Crate i’ve seen so manyhoney bees and bumble beesi know it is you visiting you’re the bee keeperwho’s now found his beesagain, i can’t believe you’re gonesometimesbut dementia took your mother she is a cruelmistressa demanding one; i am sorry that you forgotyou remembered mewhen you forgot others it made me wonder if there’ssomething in me the Read More
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you will surrender your life
by Linda M. Crate you think onlywerewolvesknow metamorphosis?you think onlywerewolvesknow the moon?she is my kin,my mother,to be specific;the night is when i feelmost alive—you buried me duringthe day when i was still sleepinglike the coward you were,but i woke up;and i broke out of that coffinleaving earth and your name behind me—reclaimed both my voice and my power,learned my magic Read More
you can tell me i’m wrong
by Linda M. Crate i will not bowsuppose i am not the perfect incantationof female they seeki am too fierce and wildrefusing to be tamedi want to be appreciated foreverything i amnot forced to change for the sake of anyone,who are they to demand thatfrom me?i am who i amand they are but men not gods,never will i surrender to Read More
From the Editor – 8/29/19
My dear people and pachyderms, this is Editor Andre N. Lepine. I write to say hello and thank you. Just over a year ago, we published Linda M. Crate’s sometimes ravens conquer wolves, the first work by someone other than me to appear on this site. To honor our first year as a broader publication, I would like to talk Read More
i refuse to believe your lies
by Linda M. Crate so long i have seen myselfthrough the dirty lensof your eyes,but i am not not the villainyou made me out to be;and you are no victor or victimjust an insincere devil untruemasquerading as an angelperhaps you miss heavenbut you’ve fallen—you lamented once you used to knowwhat people wanted,but i think you forgot your soulwas gone along Read More
Trees?
While you ponder how pachyderms get into trees, take some time to read Linda M. Crate‘s poem, ‘the last laugh.’ Or peruse our recent trunkated tale about how elephants never outwit. (Do you notice a theme here?) And for some history behind the green-and-white joke card above, check out our brief discussion of ‘Elephant Jokes.’ Now, without further ado, Read More
While you ponder how pachyderms get into trees, take some time to read Linda M. Crate‘s poem, ‘the last laugh.’ Or peruse our recent trunkated tale about how elephants never outwit. (Do you notice a theme here?) And for some history behind the green-and-white joke card above, check out our brief discussion of ‘Elephant Jokes.’
Now, without further ado, you’ve earned an answer about the trees.
the last laugh
by Linda M. Crate i don’t languish in the fact that i met you, but i do regret that i couldn’t see through the gauzy fabric of your lies; but a starving heart is so hungry she’ll devour anything that she hears so it was with you— i fell so hard and fast that i could not stop my love Read More
Conquering Raven
We present this conquering raven in gratitude for sometimes ravens conquer wolves by Linda M. Crate. Check out this sample, in case we’ve not yet convinced you to read the full poem: tears were my only friends some nights as i hugged my pillow tight for comfort as a lonely elephant holding her tail – sometimes ravens conquer wolves, by Read More
We present this conquering raven in gratitude for sometimes ravens conquer wolves by Linda M. Crate. Check out this sample, in case we’ve not yet convinced you to read the full poem:
tears were my only friends
some nights as i hugged my pillow
tight for comfort
as a lonely elephant holding her tail – sometimes ravens conquer wolves, by Linda M. Crate
sometimes ravens conquer wolves
by Linda M. Crate shouldn’t have depended on my respect when you couldn’t build a worthy nest you shouldn’t have expected my heart to bloom when all you gave me was discord and disapproval tears were my only friends some nights as i hugged my pillow tight for comfort as a lonely elephant holding her tail, but it was always Read More