ROUGH RIDE by George Gad Economou
ROUGH RIDE
by George Gad Economou
Rough Ride
time to spend a few hours to watch Wrestlekingdom,and I wish you were here, to crack a Wild Turkey open,
crank some shit up. like events from too many years...
THE TROP by David Somerset
THE TROP
by David Somerset
The Trop The game drones on.The Trop is a “pinball game” baseball field, named after orange juice.A hit ball striking one catwalk is a double.If it hits another, then its a...
CAPTIVE by David Williamson
Captive
Thursday’s trap door below hermemory swings and upclimbs the same captoralways that man, grey wool suitred carnationtaking her furniture, picturesSaturdays hostageagain she bumps into the emptyspaces between bare wallsof personal careTuesday teaspoons...
MULTIPURPOSE by Robert Travis Hicks
MULTIPURPOSE
by Robert Travis Hicks
The Gallows
Head hung, haunted by hoary whispersA time before the milk curdledBefore you leftBefore the mirror met meAnd explained better than anyone ever couldthe depths of my inadequacy.
Morning comes, I lie...
DOGS OF AUSTRALIA by Rodney A. Williams
Dogs of AustraliaFor German migrants internedas enemy aliens on Torrens Islandin the Port Adelaide River Estuaryduring World War 1.1I am a dog of AustraliaWalked here by this country’s first peopleAcross a land bridge long...
SUNDAY AFTERNOON by Stuart Rawlinson
SUNDAY AFTERNOON
by Stuart Rawlinson
Commutations
The morning commute begins on the hourAs nighttime and daylight adjoin in friction.Buses interrupt as I squint for my number;Balanced and hovering on the kerb’s edgeIn front of staring commuters like...
REMEMBERING CAMUS by Reed Venrick
REMEMBERING CAMUS
by Reed Venrick
Circles of the Sea
The Eye was the first circle(Emerson)
Those last days of summer, buildinga sandman for the last time, beforeSeptember's school, soon to begin—when the child sees something,
she standing, leaping up...
SIXTEEN OF ME by Lefcothea-Maria Golgaki
SIXTEEN OF ME
To Giorgos
by Lefcothea-Maria Golgaki
The Promise
The girl was told hapless creatures cannot marchFinite their choicesThe girl was told woebegone bodies can only trudgeRasping sound their voices
Should they adjust to a haphazard mannerCurtailed their...
SCAVENGERS by Hank Kalet
SCAVENGERS
by Hank Kalet
Father Becomes the Son
He says he should justhave a heart attack. Done. And whenI reprimand, I feel the embersof past fires burningin my gut. At eighty,he’s earned his self-obsession, but pityis not...
ONE SINGLE ROSE by Edward Bonner
ONE SINGLE ROSEby Edward Bonner ONE SINGLE ROSEIf I could offer one single rose’with ruby petals,blades of crimson,showered in dreams,from my garden where seasons are unknown.Would you understand?If a stream runs through graciously’in short,under breath,soft...