suzanne richardson

When cleaning out the closet I find your needles by Suzanne Richardson

Next to a photo album, a shoebox full of mixtapes, a lock of my hair— is your portal glowing like a neon in a liquor store window: OPEN the metal blinks. The door to your [...]

April 1, 2015

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 [...]
two poems by carolyn elias

June 1, 2015

Animals in Winter A pale yellow sun observes brown trout undulating inside a frozen lake, the red swollen bellies of [...]
Carnival Surprise by Tasha Coryell

August 1, 2015

People often mistook him for a Walmart greeter because of the smiley face pin he wore on his chest each day. He had never [...]
The Salt of Our Bodies is the Salt of Our Rhymes and other poems by Steve Passey

January 22, 2017

In the salt of our bodies Is the salt of our rhymes It comes out of us hard It comes out in our speech This depression is [...]
classifieds and other poems by Chloe DeFilippis

February 7, 2017

you took my shredded skin / wove it into baskets / sold them for $$$ couldn’t protest cuz my voice’s been ground into [...]
Queen City by Richard Luftig

October 1, 2014

If the world comes to an end, I want to be in Cincinnati. Everything comes there ten years later. – Attributed to Mark [...]
On Donald Trump Tweeting that Meryl Streep is One of the Most Overrated Actresses by Amy Saul-Zerby

February 1, 2017

This year we learned the difference between shock & surprise & maybe too late, but who would have thought, if given [...]
Arriving at LAX by Pamela Hammond

March 19, 2016

Flying in a 747 at 30,000 feet, through the porthole, a sunset wedges between the Pacific and mango-colored clouds. Nearly [...]
Make Me Think Twice by Matthew J. Hall

June 1, 2014

Every time I drive you to it you pull back at the moment of impact your heart is too big your intentions and dreams are too [...]
No One Sees Until They’re Dead by Mary Julia Klimenko

May 29, 2016

Take me back to Italy where you threw my suitcase out of the third story window at midnight, and I screamed, “Fuck you.” [...]
Two Poems by Raphael Maurice

August 1, 2014

My Better Life in the Country I suppose I should tell of the things I liked here. I liked the way hay bales looked [...]
Two Poems by Carly Weiser

February 1, 2015

Sea Legs He’s checking the consistency of streetlamps around Gates Circle. Making sure when night falls they click [...]

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