15Mar 2025 Sharon O’Callaghan Shero

the Dopp Kit, its travels, and, incidentally, me

all the years my husband and before him, a pre-husband I suppose we travelled within our known territories and beyond our imaginations checking into lodgings, tenuously straddling a crabbed sink... Read More
editors note:

Always prepared, ever hopeful. (We welcome Sharon to our crazy congress of Contributing Poets with this submission. Read more of her madness on her new page – check it out.)- mh clay

14Nov 2024 Sharon O’Callaghan Shero

Hello Hello

sometimes iʼm this tinny-tiny voice at the end of a string whispering beneath the stacca-toed line so all you sense is my pulse. Hai-lo sometimes iʼm this tin-ny-tiny voice at... Read More
editors note:

A call for a polyglot stoner. – mh clay

19Sep 2023 Sharon O’Callaghan Shero

I Hear Emo

There it is again I dial my wrists and thus the handles curating the temperature The water scintillates itself a crocked, interred army, straight line attack pulsing in the fore... Read More
editors note:

Can’t wash that earworm away? Replace it with another. – mh clay

22Aug 2021 Sharon O’Callaghan Shero

Laying Over in SEATAC

Here was a man or maybe just an old boy [Spectacles and moony face made his age recherché] Who jiggled his left leg with profound fury While his left hand... Read More
editors note:

There’s more than one way to get a charge. – mh clay