LATE AT NIGHT by Daniel Senser
LATE AT NIGHTBy Daniel Senser
Late at Night
The clock is drunk and I’m too soberTo sit and listen to it unwind.Each tick and tock of its time pours overLike a wino spilling over the sides.The...
DAY AT THE BEACH by Debbie Richard
DAY AT THE BEACHBy Debbie Richard
LuminescenceExuding brilliance, you step into a roomas an actor steps onto a stage,heads turn, instantly drawn to your smile,the tilt of your head, the gracefulway you carry yourself –an...
THREE POEMS by Tamara Williams
THREE POEMSBy Tamara Williams
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Pain, there are many women who carries your labor.Here are their stories.Cheers to the woman in Black with no strings attached.Your soreness goes where ever you do.You lose yourself in everybody...
PURGE by Matt Barker
PURGEBy Matt Barker
Purge
Recently,
I have been guiltyof leavingthe paper
blank
a writer
is onlyas goodas the ink
that makes itonto the paper
I am scared
I might have
lost it…..
Deposit
the day is drowningunable to endurethe unflinching trickle of time
writers never...
RAPTURE OF FUNK by Lenny Lewis
THE RAPTURE OF FUNK
By Lenny Lewis
Two nights before Frediawas due backfrom elective castrationI carried her one-eyedblack dog down the stairs.Both of us soakedin his urine.It was all he could doto stand up. Totteringin circles....
AT THE BREWERY DOWNTOWN by Hannah Kludy
AT THE BREWERY DOWNTOWNBy Hannah Kludy
Martyr has six definitions on Dictionary.comFire never looked so sinister to me, a moth in North America. We speak of martyrs as though they are brave for dying when...
LEAPING WITH YOUR LEGS LOCKED by Don McLeod
LEAPING WITH YOUR LEGS LOCKEDBy Don McLeod
Excerpt from the full-length poetry book (Leaping With Your Legs Locked)
Leaping With Your Legs Locked(section 4)
the retarded boy down the streetsaid hey I want to be somebodyI knew what...
ON VIEWING THE CORPSE OF MY MOTHER-IN-LAW by Nolo Segundo
ON VIEWING THE CORPSE OF MY MOTHER-IN-LAW
By Nolo Segundo
How could this –thing, have been her?Lying shriveled and small on the bedAs those who loved (and feared) herGathered in the bereft hospital roomTo let their...
WHEN YOU WERE BORN by Colin Dodds
WHEN YOU WERE BORNBy Colin Dodds Cardiopolis Floating through the worlddispensing permissionunknowinglyCranes raise houses, office boxesbivouacs for a war not yet agreed uponBuildings like the stock exchangeblossom in the snowAt midday in midtowntowers pose for their...
INVITATION by Gloria Monaghan
INVITATIONBy Gloria Monaghan
Invitation
The road is waiting for you to walkinto the open air
into the slightly grey day
with the sliver of sun just over the clouds
orange and unpredictable
we are in God’s way
each of us golden
and...