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Three Poems by Martha Kinkade

Three Poems by Martha Kinkade
Three Poems By Martha Kinkade          Ghost Words   Sometimes, I dress the dead. Salt-Sea-Shark. Venomous-Blind-Worm. Hell is murky as I walk in-between words. I starve in this echoing place. It aches before color begins. It’s not impossible that everything dresses itself in blonde. This interior is just a fly blur. You... Read more »

Two poems by Gail Goepfert

Two poems by Gail Goepfert
Two Poems  By Gail Goepfert  Stilling the Day   Trills and twitters of early morning wakes me, nearly lulls me back to sleep and then comes a rest on the music’s page for a measure or two. The silence stirs my listening as I wait with the birds for the day to move on. And... Read more »

these dreams I have; by Ariane Elizabeth

these dreams I have; by Ariane Elizabeth
these dreams I have;  By  Ariane Elizabeth        these dreams I have;     our son rolls on a bed of glass, the shards, now constellations across his sides, the shape of mustangs and lunar eclipses. i remove stars, one     by     one as butterflies climb from holes in the wall, monstrous deep purple... Read more »
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Three Poems by Rosie Garland

Three Poems by Rosie Garland
Three Poems By Rosie Garland          The Museum of Terrible Objects   A lifetime of clipped toenails, reattaching to your toe. A sheep that bleats the works of Shakespeare in Morse Code. Today, the Comedies.   A jar of starving wasps. The ghosts beneath your bed formed into fists. A dog in... Read more »

Two Poems by Joseph Meads

Two Poems by Joseph Meads
Two Poems By  Joseph Meads [Hyacinth blue smeared]   Hyacinth blue smeared like blood up this sin, the silence of certain skies, the knock-em-dead mentality of promise. Memories swindle like autumn this: the tufts, the most southern of brunette tufts.             Of Berryman’s Dream Songs   In a hotel in... Read more »

Becoming, a short story by Kate Weinberg

Becoming, a short story by Kate Weinberg
Becoming  By Kate Weinberg    Jonathon doubted I could become a horse and so I didn’t show him the bottoms of my feet growing coarser. In bed, I kicked away from him and covered my mouth when he fucked me from behind, because I couldn’t moan anymore without whinnying slightly. He didn’t notice at first—he... Read more »
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Three Poems on Dreams by Joris Soeding & Tasneem Hussain

Three Poems on Dreams by Joris Soeding & Tasneem Hussain
Three Poems on Dreams By  Joris Soeding  & Tasneem Hussain            Red Hands Near Six Lanes     It wasn’t the gray walls or to tower an unaccustomed staircase eventually it would be the room slippery with blood to pry for answers from whomever was left, panting they turn out to... Read more »

Miracle by Andy N

Miracle by Andy N
Miracle     Snickering behind the drones of a stationary train the bin outside your flat rattles across the floor with a mind of it’s own,   undressing itself for the first time in the thrones of a horde of shaking trees with leaves becoming notes   and the headlights from the flats clanking and... Read more »

God's Last Trip to Wrigley Field by Louie Centanni

God's Last Trip to Wrigley Field by Louie Centanni
God’s Last Trip to Wrigley Field by Louie Centanni   God flew into Midway because he heard that O’Hare was busy as hell. Also, he thought the airline charges for checking bags was inhuman, so he wanted to fly Southwest. This time he made sure to double-check his seat-back pocket before he deplaned, because he... Read more »
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Two Poems by Ali Znaidi

Two Poems by Ali Znaidi
Two Poems  By Ali Znaidi   Autumn, revival   W/ the windows open, a new syntax opens before me: A procession of fallen dead leaves against the repeated wounds of summer/ a coconut breaking against a stone. Within each leaf, an itch stirring the stagnant swamp/ feverish ripples, blossom. & autumn is good enough to... Read more »