"we were" & "lily-pads on the cold water" by Sean Smith
lily-pads on the cold water Paper boats gliding through uncertain eddies - - - Soda bread chewy in all the wrong places Trying not to gag...
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Aug 6, 20231 min read
"Home Show Poet" by Jason Melvin
I was at a home show hot tubs and roof vendors baked goods and hot sauce Fancy chamois that suck up all the spills What I didn’t expect...
Aug 6, 20231 min read
"Fontainebleau" by Rachel Bruce
Early on the last day, we drive to find the bottle bank. The morning is thick with sunrise and unspoken language and ladybirds clustered...
Aug 6, 20231 min read
"After-School Routine of an A* Student" by Benjamin Bowers
I start my day by finishing it the sun is creeping down like that spider under my bed and I really need to clean it out but my back aches...
Aug 6, 20231 min read
"cold call" by J. R. Wilkerson
my, my sister calls too early in the week, an early hour unallotted for pleasantries, especially for those a certain age a flinching,...
Aug 6, 20232 min read
"Homemaker", "Sure Call Me a Homemaker", "After the 12th Bedtime Story" & "6 a.m." by Bethany Jarmul
Homemaker Animal aches live in your belly. Susurration of hearts in an oblong vase on the kitchen island. Boil the bear delivered in an...
Aug 6, 20231 min read
"If I could be anything, i’d be the dying star you whisper wishes to before bed".. by Theodore James
If I could be anything, i’d be the dying star you whisper wishes to before bed in my wildest fantasies i am your divinity akin to akemi i...
Jul 23, 20232 min read
"Pedestrian Living", "Missing Person’s Report", "Abilene Rhapsody"… by Augustus C. Grohmann
Pedestrian Living Brown house finch, God’s beauty borne aerial with heart and murmur and beat of wing all enumerate in feathers sweet,...
Jul 23, 20231 min read
"Our Lady Of" by Damon Hubbs
she did not stretch 60 feet tall like that day on the Clearwater building in Florida when the city had to install sidewalks and portable...
Jul 23, 20231 min read
"One Million Years Ago Yesterday" & "Weakness" by Fabrice B. Poussin
One Million Years Ago Yesterday A big girl now she recalls the first dress purchased with money of babies sat perfect for endless summers...
Jul 23, 20234 min read
"Confession" by Dave Duggins
Start the tape. and Richard says: Okay, dena. Are you ready to talk? Do you want to answer some questions? dena says: Umm. Stares...
Jul 23, 20231 min read
"The Dry Spell" & "Halo- rainbow around my sins (To Robert Frede Kenter)" by Kushal Poddar
The Dry Spell It hasn't been raining since it had. I sound vague? You haven't stared at the spearhead of a midday road. You haven't tried...
Jul 23, 20232 min read
"I’ve only ever lived in suburbs" by Holly Pelesky
With striped lawns and fences and barking dogs and lost cat posters on lampposts. I’ve spent weekends pulling weeds and evenings walking,...
Jul 23, 20231 min read
"How Close His Mouth" by Emily White
Twenty-two minutes of music. I put the phone to one side and open the laptop. I'm in bed, a place for handling numbers. Patience slips...
Jul 23, 20231 min read
"Dear Sarah" & "Years of Plenty" by Andrew Senior
Dear Sarah Imagine a world where you would have been safe, where these lines do not exist. Standing on my Poynders Road, with a lump in...
Jul 23, 20231 min read
"drives without a destination" by Ilana Drake
you & i would sing taylor swift songs in your jeep as we cruised along the tennessee highways, you would sing the lyrics with the...
Jul 23, 20231 min read
"asterism" by Savhanha Small Nguyen
We were waiting for a star to fall - constellations predicting futures, a future possibly one shared together perhaps another lived alone...
Jul 23, 20231 min read
"Shepherd Girl" by Tiffany Troy
In a perfect world, I can hand in my resignation letter and call it quits. In this world, I squeeze my breasts for milk before collapsing...
Jul 23, 20231 min read
"Ponderosa" by Madeleine French
CW: Suicide I don’t mean the ranch, with Little Joe and Hoss, and their calico-caricature women —pointy breasts, big hair— No, this was a...
Jul 9, 20231 min read
Tan-Renga by Christina Chin and Uchechukwu Onyedikam
a crumbled yellowed note maybe love — a written sentence faraway stare no epitaph on a tiny tombstone death note — stepping on...
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