Votes For A Puppet Show Nick Powers Moms behind bars, Dads all alone. The kids all play house Without hands to hold. The people are scared You’re unaware. They’re banning the books You wouldn’t read. All you can eat. They are hungry. Not safe in their skin– Like missing a piece. Boys and their souls…

Nick Powers Contributing Artist I see the sparkle– Corona kissing Your boisterous splashing Whilst seemingly unaware Of the rapids that pull you east. I remember those days– The greens that Felt more alive Then they do now. You dip down out of sight– I imagine To dance along with the Sun’s Riverbed mosaic. Maybe to…