richard luftig

Queen City by Richard Luftig

If the world comes to an end, I want to be in Cincinnati. Everything comes there ten years later. – Attributed to Mark Twain. This is the town that turned its back to the [...]

October 1, 2014

What’s In A Name? by Audrey Wick

She told me she thought about naming me Annabel Lee, after the famous female in Edgar Allan Poe’s poem. Instead, she named [...]
Toxic Shock by Alex Creece

First Aid 1.01: do not remove an embedded object yourself. Even after the obligatory hospital visit, I was never fully [...]
Angry Young Man by Raphael Maurice

I dropkicked the Holy Book before the morning Mass. You don’t, barring dreamless sleeps & drugs, tend to believe all [...]
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 [...]
Sharing Music by Emily Alexander

Dark morning reaches through windows until the sky is smudged silver like the teakettle on the back burner. Here is the slip [...]
Cena Trimalchionis by Benjamin Goluboff

The long withdrawing roar can no longer be heard above the small-arms fire from the clubs and schools and churches. Forests [...]
George P. Henson by Ed Nichols

He knew he was of sound mind, even if no one else did. They all acted like he was off his rocker or something. Always [...]
Four Poems by Sloane Eliot

oxytocin waste of time on the sonogram, our mistake looked like an eclipse it felt like staring at the sun i looked until i [...]
girls with griffins in their eyes need to wear contacts by Calvero

I saw a pretty girl in a cafe today. She was sitting alone and sipping some kinda coffee drink. She looked like that musty [...]
classifieds and other poems by Chloe DeFilippis

you took my shredded skin / wove it into baskets / sold them for $$$ couldn’t protest cuz my voice’s been ground into [...]
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 [...]
post-inauguration poem by Shy Watson

it is a saturday night i am at a strip mall dunkin donuts in south philadelphia in my pajamas i am Irrationally Mad about [...]