LISP by Jean-Luc Fontaine
LISPby Jean-Luc Fontaine
Ode to the Old Naked Man in the Gym Locker Room
Have you ever seen a throng of half-naked....muscled men turn their heads in shamelike little boys during the nude scenes of an...
CONSTANT CRAVING by Mark Young
Survivisection A coal stove burns in the corner. I don't want a coal stove. In a survival situation, versatility is essential.Knife, ax & machete — these items are extremely necessary. Other minimallists have taken the count-ing challenge to the limit.I...
THE ARENA by Doug Bolling
THE ARENAby Doug Bolling
Once More
Summer of 2018 along the Gulf.Our journeys toward an undecidedFar off but strangely near.The quickening winds from the south,Touch of palm leaf against exploring flesh.0ur voices sometimes taut as new...
DEAR PROFESSOR by Jason Boone
DEAR PROFESSORby Jesse Benjamin
Dear Professor
You know so much more of the world than I,Even though you lack the simplest sophistications,Born as you were, in the fine dust of the piedmont,Reared in staggering steps, between...
SOME MONDAY OR ANOTHER by RC deWinter
SOME MONDAY OR ANOTHERby RC deWinter
Some Monday or AnotherI wasn't there when the microwave caught fire.This is what happens when dementors roam unsupervised.No real damage except now there's no microwave.Someday a new one from...
UNLIKE A DREAM by Mark Tulin
UNLIKE A DREAMby Mark Tulin
A Skeleton’s Tie-Dye
The esoteric bearded manat a Dead concertfelt the spirit of the 60srippling through his bonesthat made his white T-shirtturn into a tie-dye swirl.
He’s a dancing skeleton,a man who...
BALM by Pitambar Naik
BALM
by Pitambar Naik
BalmPitambar Naik
Remember the havoc in your thick apple-red heartyour journey finishes in the middle of the rainy kisses how to coin a new emotive reaction in the autumn season your solitude is a bony...
HEARING by Diane Webster
HEARINGby Diane Webster
HEARING
My hearing intensifieswhen I lay me down to sleeplike feral cat dozingon top of abandoned shelfwith sounds ticklingdelicate ear hairs
like train whistle miles awaywith wind I am in my bedroomat my parent’s...
ALTERED by LB Sedlacek
ALTEREDby LB Sedlacek
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Nobody’s PlaygroundI noticed the slides first, hidden in thetrees, trees grown up around camouflagingthe unused abandoned playgroundthe utility building red with doors wideopen – it is empty,...
LISBON by Byron Beynon
LISBONby Byron Beynon WAVESFirm muscles of watermove deliberately across the boardpumping the air with sounds;a panoply of waves,the preserved overlapin a mind of curling whisperscome to blend with the shore.Complex characterswith a fickle strengththeir joints...