UNLIKE A DREAM by Mark Tulin
UNLIKE A DREAMby Mark Tulin
A Skeleton’s Tie-Dye
The esoteric bearded manat a Dead concertfelt the spirit of the 60srippling through his bonesthat made his white T-shirtturn into a tie-dye swirl.
He’s a dancing skeleton,a man who...
SOME MONDAY OR ANOTHER by RC deWinter
SOME MONDAY OR ANOTHERby RC deWinter
Some Monday or AnotherI wasn't there when the microwave caught fire.This is what happens when dementors roam unsupervised.No real damage except now there's no microwave.Someday a new one from...
CONSTANT CRAVING by Mark Young
Survivisection A coal stove burns in the corner. I don't want a coal stove. In a survival situation, versatility is essential.Knife, ax & machete — these items are extremely necessary. Other minimallists have taken the count-ing challenge to the limit.I...
ALTERED by LB Sedlacek
ALTEREDby LB Sedlacek
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Nobody’s PlaygroundI noticed the slides first, hidden in thetrees, trees grown up around camouflagingthe unused abandoned playgroundthe utility building red with doors wideopen – it is empty,...
DEAR PROFESSOR by Jason Boone
DEAR PROFESSORby Jesse Benjamin
Dear Professor
You know so much more of the world than I,Even though you lack the simplest sophistications,Born as you were, in the fine dust of the piedmont,Reared in staggering steps, between...
SWALLOW by Keith Hoerner
SWALLOWBy Keith Hoerner engrossed with millions of americansin others’ misfortunes movement distracts me from the nearly two-hundred pound nine year old on tv you carry a juicy earthworm in your bone-colored beak to feed three tiny,...
HEARING by Diane Webster
HEARINGby Diane Webster
HEARING
My hearing intensifieswhen I lay me down to sleeplike feral cat dozingon top of abandoned shelfwith sounds ticklingdelicate ear hairs
like train whistle miles awaywith wind I am in my bedroomat my parent’s...
AFTERNOON MUSING by Steven Gerber
AFTERNOON MUSINGby Steven Gerber I gaze from my window,side-tracked from thevolume of Mythology,open on my lap.My notebook nearby,I am now impacted.I wallow in the shadowsof West, Steinbeck, Fante,and all others whom havegraced this great state.I...
LISBON by Byron Beynon
LISBONby Byron Beynon WAVESFirm muscles of watermove deliberately across the boardpumping the air with sounds;a panoply of waves,the preserved overlapin a mind of curling whisperscome to blend with the shore.Complex characterswith a fickle strengththeir joints...