No Singing
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
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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
by Marc Swan sweeping the front porch in early summer after rain has blown in leaves and debris and you bang your head on a metal gong swinging loosely over … Continue Reading It can be simple as
By Mark J. Mitchell Look, her almost bare stems bows away from glass, casting charms and spells so you’ll face the glass. Leaning towards light, this one expects you to … Continue Reading Glass Ghazal
By Mark J. Mitchell You’re watching a minor league game on an unmanicured ball field. The players are so fast and so young, A routine ground ball slides past the … Continue Reading The Error Dream
by Connor Haskell Our Father, who art in heaven,forgive me for my trespasses,as I feel myself craving the forbidden fruit. Hallowed be thy nameand thy creation, the fruitof your labor … Continue Reading Ode to the Forbidden Fruit
By Amanda Strand My father wrote a novel once367 PagesDuring basic trainingAt Camp Rucker, AlabamaLate at night when the air cooled to just about breathableStripped to his T-shirt and shortsTwo … Continue Reading My Father Wrote A Novel
By Daniel Luévano DAY ZERO OF ONE A cloud foams & stalls on its way to Kansas. In the days of meaning we saw Well past our skulls— Last light … Continue Reading “DAY ZERO OF ONE”, “THE GHOST AT THE SÉANCE”, and “YOU ARE THE CONSTELLATION”
By CS Crowe Signed by— The bookseller found the box abandoned on the steps. Someone, a sister, an aunt, or a cousin, They gathered up everything in his desk drawers. … Continue Reading “Signed by—”, “Ekphrastic on a Bus Stop Bench”, and “Love Poem To Styrofoam”
By CM Pickard The Father I Loved wrapped in blankets, shrouded in dusk’s weaning light swallowed in sorrow’s hold; like a lighthouse’s beam shrouded in fog where haunting memories of … Continue Reading “The Father I Loved”, “Canopy of Protection”, “Aggression”, and “Melbourne Cup”
By Christopher Woods Christopher Woods is a writer and photographer who lives in Texas. His monologue show,Twelve from Texas, was performed in NYC by Equity Library Theatre. His poetry collection,Maybe … Continue Reading River
By Corbett Buchly modifications 1 what is it to divert a river’s course to detour from centuried habit to unbalance the world through which it weaves, are you diminished on … Continue Reading “modifications” and “ice whale”
By Emelia Cyr a deer mistakes the heat of headlights for the heat of the sun i’m a deer in headlights running from the humming of a car coming around … Continue Reading “a deer mistakes the heat of headlights for the heat of the sun” and “feel me now”
By Ali Ashhar Nascent life takes its own course,a young mind anticipates surreptitioussyllabus;afore the subsequent academic sessioncuriosity add new plots tothe novel chaptershe turns over the first page of chapteras … Continue Reading “New Session”
By Sofia Barreto Six Steps to Sex One, meet her on accident,Between passing period and lunchMake sure she likes you too,So you ask her out for crepesAt three in the … Continue Reading “Six Steps to Sex” and “Scrunchie”
By Chris Dungey Well, of course you’d want to place heated objects— stones, angle-irons fresh off the coals, or hot water bottles beneath the sheets, if you’re going to leave … Continue Reading Closed Windows