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A Domino Effect by Peycho Kanev
Bird rises in incalculable trajectory and loses itself in the bulging clouds full of memories, dogwood in bloom embraces its shadow Big house on the hill awash in sun’s slobber Everywhere is right here...
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Dusk Falls Down by Heidi Wallis
there is a dusk inside— a place where the light reaches ever so gently to touch the darkness, and everything purples and blues in the falling. only the stars now, the sadness of stars, like suns burned...
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3 Poems by Liz Desio
Push He’s center stage on my ceiling, poetry porn star with high heeled women on either side, but he chooses to make love to the mic. The words are a bass drip with a Jamaican accent and a Brooklyn...
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Sadness Through the Body by Charles Peck
A storm, then, can mean only ruin. First, May floods the plains, then June scorches the buffalo grass and uncovers the bone piles. I brave the heat in a silk shirt patterned with lemons to walk the...
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Call the Bomb Squad by Robert Morrison
Note: The opening line comes from Derrick C. Brown’s “After the Bachelor’s Party” from his book Scandalabra. Today I’m gonna call the bomb squad and ask them to dismantle me. Today I want to string...
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Slow Spiral Dance by Michael Passafiume
Her voice tiny fingers gently waterfalling down hidden passageways of my spine, carving into my sacrum like the slow spiral dance back when everything & nothing mattered. I want to tell her I will...
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2 Poems by Katarina Boudreaux
The Crown I Wore I prayed for miracles then, moveable altar carried with me. But the cancer set like leavened bread rises unwatched when left to rest. Now that she’s dead, I’ve resorted to small tokens...
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2 Poems by Simon Mermelstein
Apology for My Sadness (after Chen Chen) “I’m only happy when it rains” —Garbage Sometimes there is something satisfying in a bad mood, the feeling of being above all worldly pleasures, that no...
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The Old Woman Across the Street by Anna Girgenti
She does yoga each morning in the garden she planted she has answers she is more than the cancer flower-eyed and ivy- hearted, poisoned by the sun phases of the moon carved in her cranium This neighbor...
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2 Poems by Salem Dockery
Bitch It doesn’t matter how many nights we stargaze on the roof Suggesting I’m ready, hinting I do, I mean it, do you? We’ve been panting after the Dog Star for some time, Craning our necks back...
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3 Poems by Andrew Ruzkowski
The Height of Winter after Gennady Aygi White in the street where dreams are broken watches that disappear beneath the snow The field folds into itself Who knew this much could freeze in just one night...
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Rescue 911: Denmark by J.H. Davis
Somewhere between heaven and nirvana lies your icy cold kingdom. We tried saving you with heated saline, epinephrine, lidocaine, and a bed. If you could rewind the years I would teach you how to swim....
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Harm’s Way by Bruce McRae
The little town of Harm’s Way, an accident waiting to happen, a place between other places. Downwind from the reactor. Downstream from the munitions factory. It’s where the devil visits on his hard...
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For Andromache (of a man, battle) by Alan Ginsberg
They named me like I was born into battle a man like my body was a lie no one told me the truth of and yet I felt it so deeply I married myself into protections I did not need. Held a Hector, how silly...
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Mad Scene by Nicola Maye Goldberg
After Aeschylus You ruined my party. You ruined my life. Why am I here? Fuck god and fuck my fate. I’d rather be a bird. I’d rather be a stone, buried in the earth I’d rather be a speck of dust On the...
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Gutter by Luna Ma Narama
Flick pop, Caterwaul. Talon, jazz juice, Aubergine, I am plum and prime with you, younger than my years know. In fluro-scar shadow, twist, lick tobbaco tongued, we trip wild and long on cobbles not...
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Nachkussen by Sarah Aronson
I was told there would be kissing. Enough so to make up for all that had been lacking. My mouth sprouted sumac. Not teeth. Not tongue. Just a name for crimson flowers overwintering in wine country. I...
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when to (k)not by Trace DePass
i hug her different. i know not to sneak up on her. my hands ask if she’s comfortable. they know when they are to ask twice and i would like to call it muscle memory. i loved wrong before. now i know...
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Moontime by E.M. Schorb
The Greeks measured Earth by its shadow on the moon. Thoreau said, Time is a stream I go fishing in. Ford said, History is the bunk. Sumerian writing, done on clay tablets, shows about 2000...
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Sergeant Pepper by Lenny DellaRocca
So may I introduce to you the act you’ve known for all these years… – Paul McCartney What if you learn Sergeant Pepper is a woman, bisexual myth-breaker who has no guilt in pleasing a man with her...
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