Our Man by Meg Pokrass
This week our stunted man hobbles around the house wearing fluffy, taped-together slippers. It appears as if he has broken a toe. Last week, he was a braying like a donkey, [...]
A DATING PROFILE THAT HAS BEEN PARTIALLY FILLED IN WITH A SMARTPHONE’S PREDICTIVE TEXT FEATURE and other poems by Linette Reeman
[after Madeline Lessing] My name is: HELLO BEAUTIFUL I AM ALIVE TODAY AND PHEW BOY AM I DOING SOMETHING WRONG My age is: There will probably be factors about this that make [...]
Sounds of Home by John Talbird
He’ll never go back. John’s twenty-four and independent and has no desire to speak to his parents ever again. There’s no use in trying to make them understand, either [...]
Homeward and other poems by MJ Santiago
I thought I remembered digging into your soft sides, dripping splinters on the ground. And after that a hole remained. We could see straight through, from our cracked bed [...]
Later now, but and other poems by Ed Higgins
I can still remember how we kissed then the buzz of bees in our head. Or was it the Zinfandel we had with Reuben sandwiches you said you made better than Ruben himself? [...]
Stomach language by Ashlie Allen
I don’t want to sit down. My stomach is roaring, but my mind is roaring louder. “Don’t go close to them. They think you’re weird.” Carrying my books, I flee to the [...]
You’re a Movie I Haven’t Finished by Ted Guevara
Frames of you resemble the lead in a way that is not flimsy. The thinness of you slips under glass. You were that saved forest I zip-lined over I have to see you in bowed [...]
Green Mountain Coffee and other poems by James Blevins
the café nearly empty— scent of burnt brew wafting through our shared morning. and you turned me on, talking of Verlaine’s passion for Rimbaud, stirring your drink. [...]
In Which All of My White Ex-Boyfriends Simultaneously Run For President by Khaya Osbourne
the careless whisper, soft pair of lips, hushed ‘i love you’ that you threw into the night comes back to your doorstep at dawn with a greased noose and a stick of [...]
Out on the Eastern Slopes and other stories by Steve Passey
My Grandfather hunted. My father hunted. Everyone we knew hunted. Everyone knew someone on the reserve. A treaty card allows for a “subsistence hunt.” For not much money [...]
Fairy Tales and other poems by Jonathan Duckworth
Mediation. Shallow rill of air between our throats & the arrow that finds an artery. Our dreams boiled down, reduced to waxen dreck. Less ask, more tell, say we; do not [...]
The Huldufolk by Liz Kay
You had spent most of your years gazing at the moon like a thick haired child on a Christmas advert but the orange plane to Reykjavik would do instead. That had been on my [...]
The Last Guest and other poems by Olivia Mardwig
It was for a birthday- around a table, flutes of wine and smoke. Laid out- dishes of shifting water for the ash, tapped into and eroding. Hours worth of talk, blowing on [...]
We are home here and other poems by Cassandra Justine Grisdale
I watch as you stretch in your sleep, muscles flexing under skin whose scars I kissed moments earlier. You sigh deeply and I watch the rise and fall of the chest where my [...]
Lightwood by Steph Post
There was no one to greet Judah Cannon when he got out of Starke, so he just started walking. The sky was gray, the air stagnant, the thick Florida heat already oppressive [...]
Fourth of July 2016 by Kristine Brown
Celebrate USA. Free gallon of tea with every family meal. Every marquee in front of each local restaurant peddled the same deal. It was Sunday, not Monday. Shopping on the [...]
The wine label as poetry, 1 by Lindsey Thäden
CHIM CHIM CHAROO-VINEYARDS Gold Label Reserve Chom Chomerlot MAHASKA COUNTY 2015 A drop of our Dutch vintner’s robust Merlot elicits a come-hither fusion of coconut, anise, [...]
Black Clot by Ashlie Allen
My hair did not like its saffron color, so it turned black and broke off. I tried to condition it with organic oils and fruit, but it still had a temper. Sometimes when I cry [...]
A Photograph as a Photograph as is by Sarah Arantza Amador
Erika and I sit on a bench in front of the high school. I am in my sunglasses in the heat of the day, the day that I am going to the Los Angeles Zoo. Erika is also going to [...]
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