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...
SEXPECTATIONS by Kathy Coman
SEXPECTATIONSBy Kathy Coman
Sexpectationsi can’t help but to thinkabout what tomorrow will bringafter i tasted the sweetness of your kissthat paralyzed my heart
what have you done to me
that has me longing for days that have...
(S)LAUGHTER by Henry Reneau
(S)LAUGHTERBy Henry 7. Reneau, Jr.
(S)laughter
Silent as something dark to sparkle from. The slight degreeswhere the truth goes missing. When we exit with or without intentionone ruthless traditionof social ruination for another. The antidote'sunmentioned nod to...
FROM HERE TO THERE by Roger Singer
FROM HERE TO THEREBy Roger Singer FROM HERE TO THEREHe wore a loud tie. Checkeredshirt and black high top sneakers.Thoughts tumbled from him like leaves;fast tracks combined with solid sounds.He mumbles a prayer, though not...
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...
JAMES AND THE GODFLESH by Robert Beveridge
JAMES AND THE GODFLESHBy Robert Beveridge
James and the Godflesh
He bit into the truffle, feltthe hot coppery gushbetween his teeth. Only for a momentdid he pause to considerthe usual solidity of truffles,the absence, most times,of...
MY GRETEL by John O’Connor
MY GRETELby John O'Connor
My Gretel
My sister never called me Hanselbut she knew I would lead her to trouble.The hollyhocks looked at us mischievously
from the frost wall garden and we stole outin the twilight to...
MISTAKE by Thom Young
MISTAKEBy Thom Young Mistakemistakemistakelike bluebirdsquietad singingthe regret songit soundsaliveit sounds forgottenbut I know what she dideven the angelsdoand nobody cries on the outsideanymoretears stay warmthey stay safethey hurt a little morethereinside holdingtiger eyes Sada pretty sadgentle...
MY FAVORITE NIECE by Patrick Mahoney
MY FAVORITE NIECEBy Patrick Mahoney
THE BASEMENT OR THE ATTIC
The line is long and never-endingAs it winds throughout the skyAcross the clouds that hide the sunAnd stars that never shineThe melting pot of human formsBlend...