TURN AWAY By Andy J Hale
TURN AWAYBy Andy J Hale
Tears of Stone
Arrival in the valley of the sunA bowl of mountains burningA drink of water filled with fireFor my flower of the prairie
If you want me to cryTell me...
SERGEY CHERNYSHEV’S POETRY Translated by Boris Kokotov
Poetry by SERGEY CHERNYSHEVTranslated by Boris Kokotov
Sound
Flesh flickers: smoke, a man,an anthill. Sound, blunt and hollow,still palpitates inside the frozen headand wags its tail -- green, red, and yellow.
It’s empty. With a wanton tonguehanging...
WATCHING THE SUN GO BY By Gareth Culshaw
WATCHING THE SUN GO BYBy Gareth Culshaw
WATCHING THE SUN GO BY
Her days were bythe window. An ornamentpainted by his hands.
She would watch the sunmove along the terracedhouse. Turning the time
from west to east.A sack...
INSTINCT By Chase Spruiell
INSTINCTBy Chase Spruiell
instinct
I look a dog dead in the eye.He squeaks. He squirms. But he stays where he is.Like the infantry. Like the front line. Stupid, a follower. Frozen, unable to thinkor move. Petrified.Instinctually stuck.An empty sack of fur.He knows...
THE PROPAGATION By Mark Young
THE PROPAGATIONBy Mark Young
The Mackerel
Fish school whenthe moon is out. Be-fore. Separate. Atvarious levels withdisparate meanings.States of grace. Wait-ing for the cast of lightacross the surface of
the water. On app-earance drawn to it.Coalesce, luminescent.In the...
IF THE TRUTH BE SAID By Patrick Erickson
IF THE TRUTH BE SAID Patrick Erickson
IF THE TRUTH BE SAID and static arises to cause grievancesamong the several partiesof a multi-party line
or if a single beamof fiber optic cablecarries multiple parties
and the resulting staticcauses grievancesand sparks...
HIGH PLACE PHENOMENON By Hailey Cragun
HIGH PLACE PHENOMENONBy Hailey Cragun
High Place Phenomenon
Along the red cliff sidewith staggering ten story dropswe cling to a chain, silver and black,its mark worn into the stone.
The August sun warms the sandstonewhen my hand,...
(DIS)AMBIGUATION By Sarah Kohrs
(DIS)AMBIGUATION
By Sarah Kohrs
(DIS)AMBIGUATION
It began with the forgetting.Sunlight sparked off keysDangling eye-level near the door;
Yet I walked right by and hadTo come back again whenThe car remained silentDespite being...
SHUDDER, By Dustin Pickering
SHUDDERBy Dustin Pickering
Shudder
Love, shudder and face me:look at these cold, keen eyesand terrify them.Make sound into lightand drive each fault down harder into my heart.
I am numb with confusionand this madness makes me ineptat...
ONE WEEK DAY WHILE WALKING By Jeremy Gadd
ONE WEEK DAYWHILE WALKING By Jeremy Gadd One week day while walking downWattle Street, I heard a cry thatbrought me to a halt in mid-stridelike a prisoner shackled to a wall,and my heart missed a beat,...