CITADEL by Keith Carver
CITADELby Keith Carver
CITADEL
You teeter on the wall, that thatthat keeps the ancient world
ancient, and talkas though to rid yourself of helium,
Your voice is a rumor in the smog the semi-circleof tourists dangle their feet into.
The...
HOPES by Alexa Tirapelli
HOPESby Alexa Tirapelli
“Hopes”His name was Bud Hopes, or Lou –something like that, or what-have-you.They found his journal in an abandoned barnamong dusty knick-knacks and next to his body,to which he had done some harm.They...
OUT OF BED by Penney Knightly
OUT OF BEDby Penney Knightly
Out of Bed
Slow to serenade, wispy, extendingarms and legs, a jungle heap.Moss-fern overgrowth.Dew on cheeks and inner limbs,I blush in dark placeshiding against sky light, and crunch of air.
I slither...
PARISIAN PHOTO BOOTH by Mary Shanley
PARISIAN PHOTO BOOTHby Mary Shanley
Parisian Photo BoothIn the metro station,she was playing a sawlike it was a cello. It sounded like a theramin.The photo booth wasjust feet away. Lisa and Icrammed into the singlespace and...