Other People
By William Miller They remain, always, unknown continents where coastlines might be seen, touched, never the interior growth, the tall, foreboding trees or the caves between the rocks. And when … Continue Reading Other People
Winter Shoreline in Miami
for Jon By Anthony Botti I do not remember what I was like before you. Early mornings, you swim in the sharp, nurturing surf. Our thirty-year relationship is like this … Continue Reading Winter Shoreline in Miami
Thaw in the Berkshires
the crocus at the end of winter By Anthony Botti So early, it’s almost dark. It’s nearly time now. I have lost my concentration in one of the coldest winters … Continue Reading Thaw in the Berkshires
Hearing Dusk
By Robert Thomas Birds alightOn dying commotionPlaying and pipingThey sing to finality.Dogs earlier noticedOnly tugging and probingNow pit the air with distant yelps.Planes drone suddenlyA droning paradeEager and white-tailedIn the … Continue Reading Hearing Dusk
Big Fat Lake Trout
b y By Robert James Gleeful stumbles on graniteThe canoe is roughly landedWhere is the sharp filleting knife?A victory – hold it aloft and stand togetherWe’ll capture it on filmThe … Continue Reading Big Fat Lake Trout
Vanishing Point
By Andrew Vogel We never played in parks so’s I remember. Rail yards back behind the neighborhood, we would steal pallets and rusty racks from the warehouses and build forts … Continue Reading Vanishing Point
Struck
By Isabelle Foster I remember, nowThat it was onThe cusp of your kissAnd in the breathOf your embraceThat morning showedA new face,And nowI bendTo the arcOf summer lilies andHoneysuckleIn the … Continue Reading Struck
The Circus
By Ali AshharThe taxes are slashed in the name of campaignsome unfulfilled promises being promised to be fulfilled—the potholes meant to be taken care of,the water supply hindrancethe housing board … Continue Reading The Circus
Melanie
By Michael Roque Every few years, the 4 a.m. of my life eclipses forward motion. My socked toes under Tel Aviv sheets, sink into the sand of my old Venice … Continue Reading Melanie
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