Mark Young: “Three Halves”
Mark Young Three Halves Halfway through the night, with the moon halfway through its four- week cycle, I rise to take in the night air, leaving behind a poem that is halfway to nowhere Mark Young‘s...
View ArticleF. John Sharp: “Cryptozoological Stressors”
F. John Sharp Cryptozoological Stressors Scientists use high tech toys to flush out Nessie in a faraway loch, while locals’ bank accounts wish they would all just go away without not finding her. F....
View ArticleJohn Sharman: “Digital Device”
John Sharman Digital Device Because they’re identical to the monolith in 2001: A Space Odyssey, it’s likely we turn aliens on by thumb-fucking our smartphones. John Sharman tends to get waylaid by the...
View ArticleMatt Dennison: “Waiting for Better”
Matt Dennison Waiting for Better After scraping scratching raking digging watering planting flowers grass and plants I stand in the doorway drink in hand looking out calmly watching waiting for any...
View ArticleMatt Dennison: “Train Chaser”
Matt Dennison Train Chaser Dog and train howl together one always one second behind. Matt Dennison lives in a 111-year-old house with “lots of potential.”
View ArticleKeith Nunes: “changes”
Keith Nunes changes She stopped banging on the door and said she would change the system from the inside but the system changed her on the inside and now she won’t open the door. Keith Nunes has a...
View ArticleBenjamin L. Pérez: “Missive from Persephone”
Benjamin L. Pérez Missive from Persephone Swan girl, am I, wings dreaming of thunder. Benjamin L. Pérez is currently writing The Love Songs of Hades.
View ArticleAnuja Ghimire: “Echoes, the 11th hour”
Anuja Ghimire Echoes, the 11th hour The heart knows the reasons it repeats, but the veins keep carrying regret in a rhythm the loudest before sleep Anuja Ghimire never regrets poetry.
View ArticleMike Corrao: “Untitled No. 2”
Mike Corrao Untitled No. 2 Hamlet would be much better if they removed everyone else’s lines and just let the poor guy sort things out on his own. Mike Corrao is an artist who makes all sorts of things.
View ArticleDevon Balwit: “Pack”
Devon Balwit Pack In the night, my husband disappears from his usual spot in the bed, my groping hand finding him flipped around, arms hugging the dog at our feet, where I join him, both of us...
View ArticleGil Hoy: “Englishmen”
Gil Hoy Englishmen Have you been to the Protestant cemetery in Rome and seen Keats’s cats— so many cats— skating on a watery grave, drinking the writ water, growing stronger? Gil Hoy writes poems in...
View ArticleHowie Good: “October Light”
Howie Good October Light Not evening yet, the leaves erupting in obsolete colors, Dragon’s Blood, Uranium Yellow, Mummy Brown, while the wind makes confession, and I sit here alone and think about it,...
View ArticleElizabeth McMunn-Tetangco: “Election Day”
From Your Editors Election Day Candidate lawn signs wilt in the same rain as cardboard headstones. On this Election Day, we step away from our usual policy against publishing work by the editors here....
View ArticleDawn Corrigan: “The Parable of the Cat”
Dawn Corrigan The Parable of the Cat One night Adam and I went out to the dog track to play a tourney but unfortunately we forgot to follow rule number one, which is always, always take separate cars...
View ArticleIan Willey: “Back from the Mall”
Ian Willey Back from the Mall I wonder if that woman in the silver hybrid ever found the space she was looking for. Ian Willey writes poetry without rhyme or reason.
View ArticleIan Willey: “Like Father, Like Son”
Ian Willey Like Father, Like Son Asked what he wanted to be when he grew up my son answered, without looking up from his drawing, that he’d either be a pilot or a Triceratops, which made our guest...
View ArticleIan Willey: “Faculty Development”
Ian Willey Faculty Development Seminar It’s possible that the woman sitting in front of me has never been told, or observed on her own, that the three moles on the back of her neck look just like...
View ArticleCody Badaracca: “Carpenter’s Lament”
Cody Badaracca Carpenter’s Lament “MOTHER #**#$%!! THIS @$*! I SWEAR THIS #$$$ $%% AND ##@ %^ YOU’LL $&% $#$$ %#%!!!$##%!!!” ( “Lo, for I know the pain of the hammer that misses its mark.”) Like...
View ArticleCody Badaracca: “Poetry”
Cody Badaracca Poetry Scattering the words into the high caverns of my skull, I mince through, looking for ones that shine and try to make sense of them the way Creole-hoodoo-mystics read fortunes in...
View ArticleSteve Klepetar: “Incongruity”
Steve Klepetar Incongruity On the neighbor’s car four decals: a stick figure humping the word IT, a screw up against the letter U, a skeletal hand with its middle finger raised, and from the cross, a...
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