The Writers' Block Digital Journal Publication

By Alex Fosnaugh A crow flew wildly into the periphery of my vision. As if he planned it, he uses my surprise to gain easy access to his favorite pecking spot, my forehead. He tugs a bit at the crown wrapped comfortably around my skull. I wildly swat at him for a minute before my stubborn wife, Ailbhe, bursts out into a fit of laughter. One last attempt to best my enemy ends with him flying away. My dear friend, Stolt, is likely finding another victim to pester with his non

Poem by Cadence Bommarito

Content Warning: Grief, Loss Poem by Bridgette Meyers You don’t know you’re drowning, until you realize, you can no longer swim, and I...

Poem by Cadence Bommarito