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Firefly by Gladys Justin Carr

I dabble in wings in variations of flux Heraclitus is my friend everything in the world is my living room I am not pretty but let me show you my light here I land on your [...]

September 2, 2016

Interview with Elizabeth Schmuhl

September 18, 2017

What was your early life like? Where did you grow up? During the week, when not at dance or school, I was out playing in the [...]
Struck Birds by Catharine Lucas

May 29, 2016

San Gregorio State Beach, California Tide-packed sands; cliffscapes, buff and russet. One bleached rock thrust skyward, its [...]
Off Season & Real Image, Lens, Virtual Image by Jenya Doudareva

November 26, 2018

Off Season Sticky heat, sounds of electrical lines, traffic, commotion – all gone. The blue of the sky is crispier, [...]
Wrigley Field by Mike Lafontaine

December 1, 2013

Wrigley Field was a like second home to me when I was a boy. I grew up in Deerfield, Illinois. I had no brothers or sisters [...]
The Squirrel Incident by Jenya Doudareva

February 4, 2017

A dead squirrel was laying in the middle of the sidewalk. Cause of death – unknown. Folks running around on their [...]
Groceries and other poems by WK Lawrence

July 20, 2017

Your passing wind captures me Gently mistakes me for another cold heart Like the ones you find in the frozen foods section [...]
the trial will resume tomorrow at 10 am by Cassandra de Alba

August 1, 2014

all the landmarks of my childhood become a toy town, a diorama of bad decisions. the places I grew with wrenched from me, [...]
A DATING PROFILE THAT HAS BEEN PARTIALLY FILLED IN WITH A SMARTPHONE’S PREDICTIVE TEXT FEATURE and other poems by Linette Reeman

June 20, 2017

[after Madeline Lessing] My name is: HELLO BEAUTIFUL I AM ALIVE TODAY AND PHEW BOY AM I DOING SOMETHING WRONG My age is: [...]
All types of powerlessness by Ashlie Allen

May 29, 2016

I like when I get dizzy and feel like talking about my misery after drinking. I can admit I am suicidal and laugh about it. [...]
Two Poems by Michelle Watters

August 1, 2015

moon goddess moonlights as a suburban housewife she could be drawing down the moon but instead she loads the dishwasher [...]
the day i stopped being a black hole and other poems by Linda M. Crate

March 7, 2017

“i bet you don’t remember me,” he said, flashing me a devil may cry smirk and eyes full of talons; i was a [...]
Two Poems by Mark Jackley

June 1, 2014

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