mark petterson

the rainy part of the world by mark petterson

After the rundown middle school where I tutor a thirteen-year-old who reads at a second-grade level, and really we just read comic books and he pretends he is asleep and I [...]

June 1, 2015

John and the Rainbow Whatever by Christopher DiCicco

John understood the rainbow, which is why he kept his hands on the red. He waited until it hurt, until he felt the colors [...]
Untitled #3 by Mike Lafontaine

My father appeared to me in a dream last night. I was walking down the street in my old neighbourhood. I was looking at my [...]
Innocent and Smirky by Paul Beckham

My mother always stressed good deeds but my other relatives seemed oblivious to the concept. I was required to do at least [...]
Slick as an Albino Seal from Knee to Toe and other poems by Jeremiah Driver

lit by moonlight, she said I want you to know I’m beautiful. Her shirt folded above her head like a jellyfish. She hid her [...]
Green Mountain Coffee and other poems by James Blevins

the café nearly empty— scent of burnt brew wafting through our shared morning. and you turned me on, talking of [...]
Two Poems by Michelle Brooks

Three Mile Island at Night I am waiting for the disaster of my life to reveal itself. All the elements are present for an [...]
the rainy part of the world by mark petterson

After the rundown middle school where I tutor a thirteen-year-old who reads at a second-grade level, and really we just read [...]
Three Poems by Bennett Allen

Losing My Edge What’s it like to be a gay warden? Sorry, deputy warden I want to ask him but don’t He [...]
April Sleeps in Velvet by Marie Abate

April has a headache. She doesn’t want to take her pills. She remembers last night, the tavern on the other side of town [...]
Struck Birds by Catharine Lucas

San Gregorio State Beach, California Tide-packed sands; cliffscapes, buff and russet. One bleached rock thrust skyward, its [...]
Poetry Quintet by Jessica Mehta

Ma’am, I Am Tonight Rare are the great moments recognized in the making. That night in Nashville, the rooftop, the five of [...]
Nine by Sarah Boland

Fall left with a heavy sigh As the willow trees bid farewell to the leaves with tears in their eyes. The willows wish for [...]