Off a Greek Isle
By Kent Neal inside my chest I make a space then fill this cavity with salted breeze before I plunge into the waves and twist then spin as bubbles leave … Continue Reading Off a Greek Isle
Courtyard Elegy
By Kent Neal The curved arm and inclined head of a ballerina. Gunshots from a video game on the ground floor startle me. From the couch, we admire the ripped torso of … Continue Reading Courtyard Elegy
Almost Island
By Kent Neal June 21st, Music Day in Lyon. Hand in hand, man and man wander from band to band, listening to jazz, to rock, to rap, to pop. Beer … Continue Reading Almost Island
Preteens on the Brink
By Kent Neal Alder leaves rustle around us. I nudge my sister, daring her toward the edge. She extends a foot in the direction of the river, holds it in … Continue Reading Preteens on the Brink
the quiet aftertaste
By Heather Emmanuel The dinner hums on. Stainless steel, pans of hand-hammered copper. A row of knives neither dull nor sharp. Black marble gleams in rehearsal. Salmon overseasoned, carrots drenched … Continue Reading the quiet aftertaste
Viziman Champion
by Robert Beveridge One step from the doorway and mud under my feet says “home”, the stink of stray dog, the forge, the sewer grate just down the stairs across … Continue Reading Viziman Champion
Watercolor, The Lightness of New Beginnings, & The Turning
by Corbin Buff Watercolor The image is brewed in cold water: a few tepid brush strokes the central form divined from its background, details intuited from their absence… until a … Continue Reading Watercolor, The Lightness of New Beginnings, & The Turning
Nostalgic Things
by Lilah Thomas The sound of an old clock ticking as one wakes from a mid-day nap, the soft yellow glow of sunlight seeping through thin fabric curtains. Blowing the … Continue Reading Nostalgic Things
I Call Them the Unicycle Twins—
by Evangeline Sanders matching men on matching heaps of metal churning silver pedals every morning at 10:00am— two scrawny bodies, all veins and kneecaps, soft hair swiped across a balding … Continue Reading I Call Them the Unicycle Twins—
The First Year of Marriage is Always the Most Psychotic
by Alex Carrigan Celebrate the first anniversaryby throwing a sink through a windowand eating the glass shards with theslice of wedding cake you put inthe back of the freezer. Tear … Continue Reading The First Year of Marriage is Always the Most Psychotic
Newsfeed
by Gus Peterson Every time you cut me, I lose a piece of myself. Every time I thought I could read you, I slapped myself awake. So hard the ears ring. … Continue Reading Newsfeed
New Albion
By Leonore Wilson Who goes to Drake’s Bay now, it’s way too far to get to; roads twist through whipping tule grass like an African savannah. Imagine here in the … Continue Reading New Albion
And the Tectonic Plates of California—
By Leonore Wilson …like packable documents did they portend lightning or the sag ponds the linear troughs did the compromised oaks in their full-drought state the blood-brother hills off-kilter hawks … Continue Reading And the Tectonic Plates of California—
And Lightning When the Spirit Flares
By Leonore Wilson A kingfisher’s blue bolt and flame’s soft thunder in the night earth and air of California, our mythologized West… Flame a barbarous crimson sparking the cobwebbed … Continue Reading And Lightning When the Spirit Flares
A Honeyed Song (a coauthored poem)
By Laine Derr and Carolina Torres We soak up the sun, flesh of many colors,bathe in the tides of idle thoughts, dressesdropping in search of sail, forgetful ofthe end, a … Continue Reading A Honeyed Song (a coauthored poem)
I Remember
By Laine Derr when a bag of candy cost a dime.when my hair, a looking glass, was light.when heat smelled of hops.when a child’s ball, stars and stripes – beloved.when … Continue Reading I Remember