prose poetry

"What Scares A Mountain" by Tejaswinee Roychowdhury

I am a snow-capped mountain, my flesh—old Himalayan terrain. Weathering winds from the poles I lay barren—uprooting seeds before they can...

"We need the rest to scour the sea" by Leslie Cairns

I’m weird, I say into saltine-air: dry, and untasting. I forget what I used to like to do, when I’d envelop boys and come back for more,...

“Summer School: 19” & “Summersalt” by Ruby Rorty

Summer School: 19 The summer I learned to swim I also learned that one can survive three sticky months on popsicle melt and Lou Reed....

"Red and Green Apples" by Faiza Bokhari

The plane swayed a little, and Leena steadied herself against the small bathroom sink. The ground beneath her felt sticky. Her reflection...

"Still Life with Frying Pan, Fight, and Flower Pot" & "Mr. S" by Frances Klein

Still Life with Frying Pan, Fight, and Flower Pot How beautiful it is to break an egg into the waiting pan to repot a plant grown too...

“Snorkmaiden” by Tom Snarsky

I spent $100 on pizza and gas today. It was nice pizza and regular gas. I don’t really have $100 to spend in this way because I owe a lot...

"The Balloon Artist," & "The Farmer and the Alien" by Tanya Sangpun Thamkruphat

The Balloon Artist For many years, I was a clown traveling and performing with an infamous circus company. I enjoyed sparking smiles and...

"Re:Vision" by Howie Good

Among the few items on the store shelves were jars of contaminated baby food, flags of no known country, and slippers made of bubble wrap...

"New York, A Town That Is Swell" by Stephen Snowder

New York is a town that contains many people. The people are like rats, except instead of tails they have no tails and instead of four...