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Queen of the Underworld and other poems by Chloe DeFilippis

4, 3, 2, 1 under the green light bulb narcissus pinched plucked breast to breast fingers fist pushed deep into the hollow of a pomegranate I am your Underworld widened for [...]

February 15, 2017

Bitter Witness and other poems by Jerry McGinley

The icy-eyed moon gnashes her razor teeth, shrieks like a wounded possum, glares at the starry-eyed lovers who pledge fidelity by her light.  I’m not who you think I am, [...]

February 14, 2017

The Politicks of My Body by Jacklyn Janeksela

The politicks of my body goes like this. It’s none of your fucking business. My body is mine –whatever that means, but it’s not yours. My body might actually hate your [...]

February 13, 2017

Over and other poems by Donna Dallas

Damn girl. Look at you. Who made venom so thick course through your blood? The cold flow of winter is in you. Blue blood, blue eyes, dead heart. Too many footprints over your [...]

February 12, 2017

Prosperity and other poems by Anna Keeler

Second wave feminism and a Sexual revolution Too forward to Keep buried in your pants. You learn what it’s like to have To have an existential crisis With a construction [...]

February 11, 2017

Sleeping and other poems by Simone Savannah

 She says last night I was all over the bed pushing her to the edge of it and I am laughing with her because I remember how this started with you— If appropriate I would [...]

February 9, 2017

POKÉMON MOON and other poems by Graham W. Henderson

POKÉMON MOON the defiant day moon overpowered by the sun who lights it anyway the deferent day moon tries to touch its host theater of the night moon here on the beach all [...]

February 8, 2017

classifieds and other poems by Chloe DeFilippis

you took my shredded skin / wove it into baskets / sold them for $$$ couldn’t protest cuz my voice’s been ground into fine white powder you pack into little baggies / you [...]

February 7, 2017

post-inauguration poem by Shy Watson

it is a saturday night i am at a strip mall dunkin donuts in south philadelphia in my pajamas i am Irrationally Mad about the dumb things & not angry enough about the [...]

February 6, 2017

Sorry My Dad Trolled You Last Night by Matthew Dexter

We booby-trap the house to prevent Dad from drunk posting on Facebook. He lost his career at Raytheon and his reputation throughout Maricopa County. Dad is a good man—when [...]

February 5, 2017

The Wall of Hearts Desire by Donna Lynn Marsh

I always wanted a wall. Actually, I wanted four. They hold roofs really well and who among us doesn’t want a roof over one’s head? I’ve dreamed of stone and brick [...]

February 5, 2017

The Squirrel Incident by Jenya Doudareva

A dead squirrel was laying in the middle of the sidewalk. Cause of death – unknown. Folks running around on their morning business in sombre palette suits, as per [...]

February 4, 2017

On Donald Trump Tweeting that Meryl Streep is One of the Most Overrated Actresses by Amy Saul-Zerby

This year we learned the difference between shock & surprise & maybe too late, but who would have thought, if given the chance to think? who would realized the [...]

February 1, 2017

Distant Homeland by Joseph S. Pete

The inchoate Macedonian teen, Little more than a tender sprout, Untested and provincial, Set sail alone across the Atlantic Into a great unknown So he wouldn’t be [...]

January 31, 2017

Richmond Ennui by Christine Stoddard

You used to scour the rag shops in Southside, ………………..where black families lived in trailers [...]

January 30, 2017

Another Word For ‘Birthday Hamster’ by Laura Pavlo

There were one thousand “e”’s in the “please” Lucia’s son sung into the pet store window as he furiously pressed his fingers against the glass at a [...]

January 29, 2017

Life Hack by Jessica Bonder

Denial, it ain’t just a river. This is what passes for psychoanalytical comedy, cross-stitched on a decorative accent pillow in Dr. N.’s office. It doesn’t exactly fit [...]

January 27, 2017

Killing My Grandmother’s Grandaughter and other poems by Kanika Lawton

I think my body will always be an euphemism for apology, always too tall or too short or too wide or too thin. My hips offering sin like sweet cakes, condensed milk liquor [...]

January 25, 2017

SCHRÖDINGER’S CAT PLAYS GOD and other poems by Stephanie Tom

The phenomenon of Schrödinger’s cats states: being that the cat was simultaneously half-alive and half-dead in the box to begin with, it becomes either wholly alive or [...]

January 24, 2017

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  • The Morning of the Day by Lee Foust

    I half sat/half lay propped up on a pillow in bed looking out the bay window in the nearest corner of Betty’s large [...]
  • Sheboygan County, Wisconsin No.1 by John Dorsey

      a kid jacking another kid in the face outside the elementary school an old man in a fur coat carrying a dollhouse [...]
  • the trial will resume tomorrow at 10 am by Cassandra de Alba

    all the landmarks of my childhood become a toy town, a diorama of bad decisions. the places I grew with wrenched from me, [...]
  • Richmond Ennui by Christine Stoddard

    You used to scour the rag shops in Southside, ………………..where black families lived in [...]
  • Two Poems by Mark Jackley

    IT SNOWS, THE DEAD RETURN In the chill blanketing the barn horses shiver like rubber- booted fathers at the door who softly [...]
  • Four Poems by Sloane Eliot

    oxytocin waste of time on the sonogram, our mistake looked like an eclipse it felt like staring at the sun i looked until i [...]
  • days i can’t carry by anna meister

    Road trips are a good way to test compatibility. I know I love him because he doesn’t irritate me all that much even when [...]
  • Come for the stunning career opportunities by Jenya Doudareva

    Ox was running late again. To get to work, he had to cut through thick cold darkness from his cluster of lights to the next. [...]
  • Let He Who Is Without by Kevin Brown

    She carved my sins in soil we left untended, remains of a garden from the previous owners, letting time and wind wear them [...]
  • Someday I’ll Love Meg Johnson and other poems by Meg Johnson

    Even though she is a biological woman who wants to be a drag queen. Even though I read her diary and she confessed [...]
  • John and the Rainbow Whatever by Christopher DiCicco

    John understood the rainbow, which is why he kept his hands on the red. He waited until it hurt, until he felt the colors [...]
  • Champ by Steph Post

    We go down to the water to find him. Black crabs scurry up trees like rioters dispersed and needle-beaked birds balancing on [...]
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