courtney LeBlanc

How to Survive Heartbreak and other poems by Courtney LeBlanc

Acknowledge the wrecking ball in your chest, the slow heaving back and forth as it crashes against your heart. Brush your teeth but avoid the mirror. Drape it with black [...]

July 16, 2017

With Feathers by Sheldon Lee Compton

What place is safe now, so we can say what our good logic leads us to understand? Saying we will create our own sunlight, [...]
Six Poems by Aaron Graham

THE BOOTS ON THE GROUND The boots on the ground aren’t boots they’re packs of young men roaming streets eternal [...]
How to Explain to Your Ex Why Their X-Ray’s Your Desktop by Margaryta Golovchenko

Her mother named her White Dahlia, the consequence of unplanned pregnancy while studying forensics. Or so she told the boy [...]
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, [...]
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 [...]
What She’s Made Of by Vincent Anioke

Stacey came over today. Her pink hair ribbon was gone, replaced by a sort of butterfly comb that raked through her auburn [...]
Remembrance Day by Bradley Sides

I’m first in line for Remembrance Day. I’ve been here since midnight. The announcement never said what time the gates [...]
Leah’s Other Self by Daniel Thompson

The first shouts come from her little sister. “Leah, Leah, Leah.” She hears her sister but convinces herself another [...]
Two Poems by Sarah Sala

POEM AFTER MAN: KITCHEN TABLE 1. I thought here’s a man who owns who he is. Look how natural you move in your animal skin. [...]
Insurance Purposes by J.J. Krill

scrambling to figure out what to do after leaving the holding tank an actual clinic some where is looking like fifty-grand a [...]
Two Poems by Jenya Doudareva

Music And Lyrics By I was there I was there I was There I was there I was there when The clouds were melting icebergs [...]
Chalk outlines of a future self by Jay Sizemore

I will leave the water running while I brush my teeth, because it soothes me. Being wasteful can be soothing. I wonder if [...]