BUDDY by Jonathan Andrew Perez
BUDDYby Jonathan Andrew Perez
Burn, Barn, Burn
What remained couldn’t be salvaged from the shipwreck of my immobility.Climate change. Father warned me don’t dive deep:Wake before you go to sleep, migrate in the afternoonRead Borges, Neruda,...
NEW WORLD by Doug Sutton-Ramspeck
OLD SALTby Christina Petrides
Old Salt
Flushed from alcohol, wind and weather,And grooved from age,The woman clutches her fishing rod and glares at the sea.It twinkles back at herAnd crashes unconcerned into the rocks below.
Barista
There’s a...
AND SO I BELIEVE by Clark Holtzman
AND SO I BELIEVEby Clark Holtzman
And So I Believe
A stranger stood next to me at the city zoo. I had stopped at an exhibit of sand and boulders, limbs and brush. It appeared to...
KELP LASER by Daniel King
KELP LASERby Daniel King
Anyon Ethos
So I will Preserve; so I will DestroyAn anyon is my soul; and as a boyHoneyed is your clayMy plan is advancing dharmaThose times I am hailed as Rama. Pray.
So...
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...
ART by Aditya Shankar
ARTby Aditya Shankar
Art
A birdwove its nesttirelessly
withbeak and wing,twig and grass,tweet and silence,
deepinside the forest.
A nest, demolishedand rebuilt,
till it becamewhat the bird desired.
It did not matter
that the nestwas never titledor signed,
spoken aboutor adulated.
It hung there,
a...
ORANGE CAT by Mark Jamieson
ORANGE CATby Mark Jamieson She Could BeShe would be the proof in the pudding,Once beyond the should not or shoulding.Ever always, that one stitch in time,Willing and able, to save other nine.Her manner, sweeter more...
I BARELY ESCAPED WITH MY LIFE by Louis Gallo
I BARELY ESCAPED WITH MY LIFEby Louis Gallo
“I BARELY ESCAPED WITH MY LIFE”
The lacquered reporters declare another miracleas we now deem the merest rosy swerve from dooma glittering token of divine twitch.Minicams pan the...
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...
MANOR by Ann Pedone
MANORby Ann Pedone
Manor
Particles of lightStrain to the seenIn the shadows of his heart.
He knows her faceTaqstes her lips—Sun wrenched in the sky of her longing forThe sightHimInside—the inside of herGrowing upon t he sight...