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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

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 [...]
A Call to the Stronger Sex by Christine Stoddard

March 6, 2017

Ancestors whisper hungrily from their cradles of stars They will haunt us until we women-folk feed their obsession for [...]
Unrecovered Poem by Samantha Madway

September 2, 2016

Rooms filthy from all the sorrow. Trashcans filled with tissues filled with snot. Dark circles dyed under every eye. Dead [...]
De Stijl by Sarah Vernetti

September 2, 2016

Claire stands and struggles to find her balance. The walls, the floor, the ceiling converge as a single plane, the seams [...]
Lightwood by Steph Post

May 1, 2017

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 [...]
The Huldufolk by Liz Kay

May 17, 2017

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 [...]
Make Believe by Tom Pescatore

June 1, 2014

Did this happen yester- day or were you standing outside my window under the cool rain of primitive stars of all those years [...]
Three Poems by Bennett Allen

November 1, 2015

Losing My Edge What’s it like to be a gay warden? Sorry, deputy warden I want to ask him but don’t He [...]
white sheets and cow milk by Ingrid Solbrig

January 15, 2017

I want to write [a poem] about us but there is no us There is you, far and me, too close. There is you, unknown. I want to [...]
Autobiography by Deirdre Coyle

June 1, 2015

I was born in a haunted mansion upstate. We moved. I lived in the South. I learned witchcraft in my sleep. In a dream, the [...]
Commitments by Kelle Grace Gaddis

December 29, 2016

His coarse beard was an array of auburn, brown and gray strands, hairs upturned and twisted out to the side refusing to [...]
Stomped Full of the Great Because and other poems by Claire Kelly

October 23, 2017

Reasons followed her pretty-girl looks like the bows on a kite tail. Her dad taught her to shoot, showed her pictures of [...]

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