Stories Poems Essays

Nicole Farmer Poetry Collection

I want to understand humanity, but I can make no sense of this. This timeless tragedy plays out again and again…

You awake into the world where she’s gone, her life taken by a drunk driver while biking home in the cool night air…

Today I tap my tail against a dandelion while admiring my ageless shadow

Sanjay and I continued our daily chess games under the watchful eye of our parents, with long pauses and smiles…

When you slipped away and their last murmuring prayers failed, when your glorious voice was forgotten in sorrow…

What is my voice when it has nothing to imitate? Whose beauty is this but not the beautiful ones it mimics?

There is a day I often think of in its surreality, annulment and modifications of posture. You have found the beautification of shame…

Congratulations to the winners of the 2022 Dreamers Flash Fiction and Nonfiction Contest. There were so many incredible stories this year!

Why ‘play’ Tai-Chi? It is simply joyous to be able to move around and control the body and cycle the energies.