By: Sudeep Adhikari Solitary, stoic silent and stoned a god stands tall with his fractal emptiness; green, saffron and vermillion red melting on his mighty chest while the sleep-walking witch sways in aqueous ecstasy her silty mist of lust and love pervades the effulgent infinity of…
By: Chuck Orloski Charlie, Delilah Mae Glutz, and me Prologue: Tabloid excitement prevails throughout America, for example, the times when an aging star, a businessman, or more often a politician, jilts a time worn wife for the sexual delights of a…
By: Rachel Schmieder-Gropen I tell her I love her and she does not call me cute. She says I am brave, says I am kind, refuses to boil me down into a shiny pink pill ripe for forgetting. This, I think,…
By: Rachel Schmieder-Gropen Sandals torn loose. Feet slipping over sharp stones. Frozen seaweed hanging heavy in my nose. Sea-road, cave-dark, flashing with the firefly lights of fish scales and torches burning low. Behind me, fire, violence, cries; above me, still saltwater…
By: Susan Speranza I wish I could fly back, back through time And, cell by cell, unmake myself. Before my father’s eye held hers in a lifelong promise, Before that smile graced my mother’s lips. Before the kiss and their…
By: Denny E. Marshall Board time machine to greatest show Beginning, too watch the big bang Plus view remnants of afterglow Board time machine to greatest show Seats to far away to spot glow As creations first doorbell rang Board time…
By: Denny E. Marshall Roar of the lion Locked inside the pen Drips of tears like paint Peel away after time Layer after layer Rains deep from the sky Neither clear outside Nor a single cloud Choice of few words Or…
By: Denny E. Marshall Dimension earth is in At best, a wild guess Place molecules touch land Binding shuffle of long draw Would lucks face change If wheel stops on seven Secrets universes hand holds One day to unfold in pairs
By: Raymond Greiner The history of warfare and the design of war, we are familiar with during this stage of human development, began in earnest after human living design distanced itself from the long time hunter-gatherer format. Sumer, in the…
By: Janna Vought Daddy’s dying, doesn’t know my name. Machines next to the bed hum him a lullaby. A fly escapes through an open window, into the unnatural bright day. How did we get here? I used to be young. Now,…