By: JayM Ode To Passion My worst arguments are with my own mind,To pave the way for my best words for you;Words of enchantment give themselves up,To that your beauty creates, to […]

By: Stephen Kingsnorth Sanga Wrap, face, skin reflecting pile pineapples,toothy sarong fruit vendorssentry corners, slow spiral screwto mountains drag-drawn from flatland haze.Lushed tier paddies, suspended tanks,glitter dun-lime battle grounds,side-step from trunked trunk […]

By: Brian Rihlmann WRONG I sit with the sun at my backand stare at my shadowits hair movesits shoulders rise and fallafter awhile the thought enters—the shadow’s not meany more than the […]

By: J.K.Durick Spine – Xray ### Bookmark by Gavin a grandnephew once removedis gone but this gift,given I don’t remember when,remains. His name written in childish lettersand some coloring are all that’s […]

By: Theresa C. Gaynord RED CINNABAR Discard my clothes, my glamorous spoilsand fate me before the dispossessedfar removed from my gowns of tulle andspangles. Walk me toward the peak of the mountain,strip […]

By: Don Thompson Pioneer Cemetery These tottering gravestones remainunexpectedly whiteafter all sorts of weather—unlike the bones buried here.They’re gray going black by now,blotched with off-greenlike moss on the wooden markersworn nameless years […]

By: Alexis Zarco SeesawThe rustic seesawof sun bleachedblues & redssat trapped in itsbeginnings. Green wildgrass& yellow wheatgrow in betweenthe wooden seats. Childish giggles& small footstepsechoing in the empty spacemocking the young’unswho are […]

By: Jesse Wolfe Aubade Her brown curls heaped on the pillow,the comforter sprawled below her breasts.She fled into her magazine. For a minute, motionless, he stood.Starlings chattered in the walnut tree. * […]

By Alan Berger Islands in the streamFrom Cold Spring HarbourTo the village green         Mouth full of marijuanaFrom TorontoTo Tijuana HeyI’m not a good travelerI don’t have the sight seeing stamina  Death may […]

By: Jon Carter truth be told I left her house quietly,stale alcohol on my breath. I thought it wasbetter to leaveher bones behind melike a man. my pockets were full ofbleeding emeralds.I […]