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
Arepas at Light
By Laine Derr We met before the dew had fallen. The showerheads do not work.Our front door lock just fell off.The freezer continues to flow along our kitchen floor.Our dishwasher … Continue Reading Arepas at Light
To Be Held By Someone At Night
By Sam Hendrian Getting up and getting dressed Is easy enough Even when the rain Suggests more pain than gain. But midway through the third act When the sun goes … Continue Reading To Be Held By Someone At Night
February Light
By Lavinia Liang The problem with New York is you / think you’ve made it before you’ve / made it. The problem with me is I / can’t keep it … Continue Reading February Light
God of Falling Fruit
By Lavinia Liang A nut fell from the sky straight into my teacup. There’s something Newtonian about that, said my companion across the table. I could wash windows with the … Continue Reading God of Falling Fruit
Grange Falls
By Lavinia Liang was not a true waterfall, but then again— a bridge for cars, a white clapboard house, steep gravel paths down to where the rocks formed a tent … Continue Reading Grange Falls
Helplessly Frantically Hopefully or trip to the zoo
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
Rain Smell
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