jay sizemore

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 every bad habit can be traced to a moment when the [...]

June 1, 2015

Some Nice Words by Jenya Doudareva

“Something’s happened” I overheard As I noted the people were rushing away Trying not to look nervous (were they [...]
Two Poems by Erin McIntosh

The wolves are at my heart Wolves are at my heart Again but I only continue To revolve around you like The earth to sun a [...]
Crushed Ice by Mark Belair

The old, downtown fish shop stands closed, and not just for the day, it seems: the rolled-paper dispenser empty, the shiny [...]
I know an old lady and other poems by Robert Beveridge

snake watches spider watches fly another hour like this Linda Blair, Superhero For Carla Toptsidis Enchanted is not the word [...]
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 [...]
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 [...]
Seasonally Affected and Disordered by Judith Cody

Sky stuffed with leaden clouds seeming ready to suffocate like a soggy pillow feeling like the regulation issue California [...]
Two Poems by Cara Lorello

VIEW FROM A ROOM, OCEANSIDE Through a single window with vertical paneled curtains drawn back, I watched clouds cast off in [...]
When the sun is close and other poems by Miriam Calleja

What do you do if you’re that close to the edge, And you don’t know how you got there? How do you feel when, Just by [...]
Interview with Jenya Doudareva

1. What was your early life like? Where did you grow up? I was born in Russia and lived there until my teenage years when I [...]
four poems by Justin Hyde

i haven’t been with his wife in three months as i come out of the showers towel around my waist at the ymca he’s [...]
Self Portrait with Sweet Red Wine by Mica Evans

I blot my lipstick in all the wrong places like on the lining of my goodwill purse my jacket sleeve the window on the back [...]