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By david woodward Voidness cannot injure voidness. ―Tibetan Book of the Dead i. decide to some the conscience that knows its un-conscious is so much more conscious― … Continue Reading Helplessly Frantically Hopefully or trip to the zoo
By Diane Webster Like a horse lifting its head to strengthen the smell into its nostrils I declare, “It smells like rain.” Clouds tease darker, lighter; flex muscles, lounge under … Continue Reading Rain Smell
By Diane Webster The man stares at me with mute puppet comprehension — blinking eyes betray the only life inside. I want to fold him inside his coffin suitcase, let … Continue Reading Mute Puppet
By Huina Zheng My sister’s ex-husband showed up on Chinese New Year’s Eve. We thought he had come to borrow money or cause trouble. Before the divorce he had lived … Continue Reading A Bone in the Throat
By James Croal Jackson What, you wanna rule oceans of plastic? This life is life, I guess, gray loam wind swirling, birds screaming endlessly through the A.M. Hospitals are rampant … Continue Reading Tyranny on TV– and More!
By Allison Phillips Do you think if we figured out how to build houses on the ocean we would? Raze the next line of trees tear the homes … Continue Reading Houses on the Ocean
by Kylee Walton I feel as though I haven’t read a book in ages. This is true, because I really haven’t. According to Goodreads, the last book I’ve read was … Continue Reading On Seasonal Reading
Review by Katie Lipoma I’ve been on a poetry kick as of late and discovered Maine in Four Seasons: 20 Poets Celebrate the Turning Year (edited by Wesley McNair and … Continue Reading Maine in Four Seasons: 20 Poets Celebrate the Turning Year
by Kylee Walton The Travelers Notebook. The Paper Republic. The Louise Carmen. All of these brands create leather journal covers that allow you to carry several notebooks in an elastic … Continue Reading On the Louise Carmen Journal and Self Sufficiency
by Emily Kruger Like all the good things gone before you went the way of wind. In the yard, years ago my father and his father too. The rose bloomed … Continue Reading For My Rose and All Its Thorns
by Finn Robinson Sorry for even mentioning this — but do you hear that zigzagging scraping sound in the corner? That old-milk-flavored crypt. Do you hear it listening? Churning coils … Continue Reading Is Your Fridge Listening to Us?
by Travis Frechette As the sun goes down at the end of the day We laugh and sing until we can see the stars This is what makes our love … Continue Reading Love
Review by Katie Lipoma Every now and then, I find myself in the mood to read something short and sweet. I decided on Upheavals by Zackary Lavoie—a short poetry collection … Continue Reading Upheavals
by Ken Wuetcher Catholic guilt, as a child it ate me up, no different on this night. It seized hold of me like a nun pulling my earlobe. What had … Continue Reading Mary’s Mart
by Ken Wuetcher The sun blazed. The Ohio River Motionless. I grabbed my BB gun headed for the creek to hunt dragonflies. Looked up into the blue sky, I saw … Continue Reading No Singing
by Martin Indars The name of Old Route 32 has changed. The rest remains mainly the same. The road’s repaved every now and again. Then the cracks come back; the … Continue Reading Old Route 32