leisha douglas

Two Poems by Leisha Douglas

WAITING Dogwood buds like tiny fists defy gray skies and leafless trees. Amid the pallor of necessary fire, I wait curled inside myself. Though white ice patches the lake, [...]

March 19, 2016

here is a list of things you left behind by Alison Leigh Znamierowski

January 4, 2016

10) purple clovers plucked & siphoned by hungry mouths on summer walks, discarded into roadside fields 9) a missing [...]
Diner Hearts by Benjamin Blake

February 1, 2015

Waitress smiles as she sets down my coffee All I can offer in return is a fleeting glance into her eyes Well received, but [...]
girls with griffins in their eyes need to wear contacts by Calvero

April 1, 2015

I saw a pretty girl in a cafe today. She was sitting alone and sipping some kinda coffee drink. She looked like that musty [...]
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 [...]
How were we to know? by Daniel Von der Embse

April 1, 2015

A small, scented patch of paper is all that remains of the time we lived together above the all-night barbershop on [...]
Bitter Witness and other poems by Jerry McGinley

February 14, 2017

The icy-eyed moon gnashes her razor teeth, shrieks like a wounded possum, glares at the starry-eyed lovers who pledge [...]
Who Leaves Sprinklers on During a Flood by Alex Antiuk

June 30, 2017

I put god on a pedestal during the 5 days I spent in a white shack on the beach. On the 6th day god fell. It began with a [...]
Three Poems by Ariel Francisco

August 1, 2015

Self Portrait With Moths After Rain Moths stumble through dusk, descending towards the glow of a glimmering lamppost [...]
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 [...]
Later now, but and other poems by Ed Higgins

June 13, 2017

I can still remember how we kissed then the buzz of bees in our head. Or was it the Zinfandel we had with Reuben sandwiches [...]
Milk Crates by Melanie Tague

April 1, 2014

I watched you once sitting on the bench by the courthouse, staring at the ground and I whispered that you were missing the [...]
A moment of thought while drinking my morning coffee by Barry Yeoman

November 1, 2015

A gray misty sky hangs down low to demand retrospection. Yesterday is an ancient dream I don’t remember what I dreamt [...]