EPHRAM PRATT REMEMBERS TWISTING & TURNING by Jack E Lorts
EPHRAM PRATT REMEMBERS TWISTING & TURNINGby Jack E Lorts
Ephram Pratt Speaks of Whispering
Quiet the noiseof the carburetor,
or is it a carbunclehe asked,
in muted silence,of a passing
stranger,one with shaggy locks,
looking as ifhis eyes emerged
from an...
LIN by John Sweet
LINby John Sweet
the captain, the sinking ship
and we will do something orbetter yetwe will do nothingand the lawns will all be green
the doors will be kicked inand the children draggedout into the streets
the votes...
SOUTHERN RAINS by Fabrice Poussin
Gnawing at the Flesh
Teeth gnaw at the flesh belowhungry to erase what was once sweet.
There is a throbbing beatingat the rhythm of a dying heart.
It feeds to grow like a playing ballmade of rebar...
WITH A GUITAR by Mark J. Mitchell
WITH A GUITARby Mark J. Mitchell
A SURBURBAN SEER’S MORNING DREAM
Her morning dreams sprouted flowers with namesinscribed on each petal. They bloom. No fruitemerges, but people die. Their small gamesend sharply. A hasty burglar slips....