Sarah Arantza Amador

A Photograph as a Photograph as is by Sarah Arantza Amador

Erika and I sit on a bench in front of the high school. I am in my sunglasses in the heat of the day, the day that I am going to the Los Angeles Zoo. Erika is also going to [...]

April 13, 2017

Pitiful by Jeffrey Zable

May 29, 2016

Driving home in a cold, pouring rain I spot this guy limping along in the street completely barefoot, wearing only a t-shirt [...]
white sheets and cow milk by Ingrid Solbrig

January 15, 2017

I want to write [a poem] about us but there is no us There is you, far and me, too close. There is you, unknown. I want to [...]
Reconnecting with Mira by Prachi Jain

February 1, 2014

From: janya@yahoo.com To: miracares@yahoo.com Subject: I Am Sorry Mira, I have been thinking about you for a long time [...]
The Repercussions of Clipping a Parrot’s Wings by Matthew Dexter

December 1, 2013

Last night, I loaded the pipe with freebase and watched the Houston Astros balling through the rusty rabbit ears. Ocean [...]
Versions of the Truth by Richard King Perkins II

June 1, 2015

For J.P. In gym class, I saw his legs five times a week for three years of middle school. Those tortured limbs never stopped [...]
Coffee Stains by Christina Murphy

December 1, 2013

Carrying a Starbucks Venti with double cream down the steps, he trips, hits his head, and the coffee spills out into a small [...]
A Milton Bradley Game by Hilary Sideris

January 4, 2016

The object, for a girl eight to fourteen, is to be ready, to swoon if he’s a dream, recoil if he’s creepy, having [...]
The Politicks of My Body by Jacklyn Janeksela

February 13, 2017

The politicks of my body goes like this. It’s none of your fucking business. My body is mine –whatever that means, but [...]
The Unmaking of a Savior and other poems by Khaya Osborne

October 23, 2017

i am an unsovereign, yet abandoned nation. my capitols have all their own names but look the same: faceless, skin thin as [...]
Someday I’ll Love Meg Johnson and other poems by Meg Johnson

September 11, 2017

Even though she is a biological woman who wants to be a drag queen. Even though I read her diary and she confessed [...]
Behavior Pattern by Frank Rubino

September 2, 2016

I have very much liked you— to feel one has acted well— My behaviors were in admiration of you and perhaps imitative [...]
The Visitors by Sheldon Lee Compton

March 13, 2017

Uma made a habit of standing in front of a full mirror with a towel wrapped around her head. Always like this when she was [...]