Insults by Kushal Poddar

Rafael Minguel Delgado

Insults 

I didn't comprehend 

most of the slang, the bulk

of the insults. Soon lost

that safe bay, harbor 

of innocence. A friend 

told me, "Now you know 

that place where the tongue

of our country ends

and its brain fumbles

for the leash of the reign.

I asked him, "Am I now

included? In your clan?"

"Do you feel insecure?"

He asked. I looked around. 

It was a dry ocean.

It was a reflection of a dark stone.

© Kushal Poddar

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Kushal Poddar

Kushal Poddar has authored ten books, the latest being A White Can For The Blind Lane, and his works have been translated into twelve languages. He is a co-editor for Outlook Magazine and the editor of Words Surfacing. He does illustrations and sketches for various magazines.

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Two Different Versions by Linda Imbler

Brett Sayles

Two Different Versions

Why is it always so beautiful,

the day after?

Soft, dreamy blue skies,

wispy clouds that linger,

but do not cover the sun,

long grass greener than something

perfected in the Emerald City?

Why is it always so ugly,

the day after?

Harsh azure overhead

that burns the eyes,

grass that feels like sharp glass on bare feet,

clouds that look like they 

could choke you with their coils.

People passing by with happy demeanors

that give you hope that one day you will again

be one of them,

if just given time.

People passing by with smiles and laughter 

that seems arrogant and mocking.

Do they not know 

what has happened to you?

AC-DC, high and low,

I’m okay, I’m not okay,

I’m okay, I’m not okay,

I’m okay,

I’m not okay.

© Linda Imbler

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Linda Imbler

Linda Imbler is the author of eleven paperback poetry collections and four e-book collections (Soma Publishing). This writer lives in Wichita, Kansas, with her husband, Mike the Luthier, and an ever-growing family of gorgeous guitars. Learn more at lindaspoetryblog.blogspot.com.

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