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I am Chronos, The Bringer of Time by Adam Lock

Wait. Don’t do that yet. Let me talk to you. My name is Chronos, The Bringer Of Time. Some title huh? But don’t let it intimidate you. Is it too much? It is isn’t it? [...]

October 23, 2017

Homeboy Chicken Weasel and other poems by Kevin Ridgeway

July 20, 2017

says he got her digits 13th-stepping at an AA meeting that he was going to try them out after he phones his sponsor tonight, [...]
scars and other stories by stefan lutter

February 22, 2017

Dim lights and crowded room shoes scuffing and embarrassed cell phones. Prominent man, stands, emphasizes his [...]
Fucking a Enuch by Laurie Lessen Reiche

December 10, 2016

Entanglements. Facebook is Fascist. Don’t you love me? Don’t you get me? Poor marching drummer fallen in a ditch, legs [...]
Facade by Ian Scott McCormick

March 16, 2017

Phil tried to remember what it was like when he went off to college, 25 years ago. He tried to remember what that state [...]
POKÉMON MOON and other poems by Graham W. Henderson

February 8, 2017

POKÉMON MOON the defiant day moon overpowered by the sun who lights it anyway the deferent day moon tries to touch its host [...]
The Emperor Has No Balls by Lindsey Thaden

March 30, 2017

After INDECLINE’s multicity American art installation featuring a naked Donald Trump August 2016 written in [...]
Flesh and Blood by Stuart Snelson

August 1, 2014

They would only be staying one night, of that he had been assured. He didn’t begrudge them their visit, at such short [...]
Blizzard of 1950, Eatontown NJ by Lee Landau

June 1, 2015

Sometimes, too many times Mom went crazy, never meant for children, particularly three girls in a low rent, attached home, [...]
Let He Who Is Without by Kevin Brown

December 1, 2014

She carved my sins in soil we left untended, remains of a garden from the previous owners, letting time and wind wear them [...]
SALT AND LIGHT ~ A COVENANT by Lisa Harris

December 28, 2016

I. Evil, like most things, takes time to grow— small steps taken and subtle masks worn, nudges and whispers, a wink and a [...]
The Visitors by Sheldon Lee Compton

March 13, 2017

Uma made a habit of standing in front of a full mirror with a towel wrapped around her head. Always like this when she was [...]
Drinking your Lye by Nicholas Olsen

July 16, 2017

I see pieces of you everywhere I go, smell hints of your perfume in drafts of wind as I walk down this old block trying to [...]