A Parting is Still a Part
Eli Coyle
Near me on the shore, a young woman presses her baby to her breast, a young man is a father and I am getting older […]
Commute
Anna Laura Falvey
I stand with the god, rooted
beside me on the subway platform–
As the stage, I smear my face
with mourning grime.
My grinning,
sweet deerhead god licks their […]
Deliriums
Mary McCarthy
All teeth and tongue
stain the stolid morning
Fall Back to the Foxholes of Nothingness
James Bradley
Though days of persecution be endless,
Though nature denude you, clown, of your art–
Fall back to the foxholes of nothingness.
The power that restrains Mind is mindless,
Fool, […]
Honeydew, don’tcha know you cantaloupe with the melon man?
Gerard Sarnat
“The more you learn about the dignity of the gorilla, the more you want to avoid people.” – Dian Fossey
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Alex Bastianini
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In my right mind
Heikki Huotari
Out of extrasensory perception, out of universal consciousness. The
hornet swarm that doesn’t scoff at prodding is the hornet swarm that
fades. Yea though I walk in […]
Incident in the Tunnel
Kate Stanner-Maxwell
yells the flashing neon font above my head, all caps
and all […]
My Mother’s Strainer
Diana Raab
orange painted metal
with equal sized holes
stood on our kitchen counter
beside the ceramic sink.
it collected old coffee grains,
orange peels, prune pits,
and dead flowers from the garden
she […]
My Scheme
Ben Nardolilli
in your country
I wait
for a response:
“best regards
for more
information”
-if you are
willing to work
together
I am looking
to invest
in real estate-
About the […]
No, or Reflections on California After an Absence of Years
Lex Kosieradzki
No no no
No no
And a thousand times
No it is not
The burned grove
Of incense cedar down there
In the valley as far
As the eye can see […]
Out of Control
Selena Cotte
In many ways I am like a bomb
and I do fancy […]
Please
Mary McCarthy
Don’t patronize
don’t tell me there are no rules
when I seem to have broken
most of them, enough to think
it would be wise to post a sign
“Rocks […]
Roaring Twenties
Olivia Thorne
Falling through
The shelves of school
I had been pushing against
Since I was as tall as the first plank
run rabbit
Nathaniel Chew
I am saying it:
this poem is about loss
and still
it will read at a slant–
metaphor for:
social distance
death (duh)
Tomorrow Could Be a Sonnet
Valerie Sopher
tomorrow is another day
we’ve seen before
another day of dodging exhales
the sun again falling and getting up
glowing horizons stretched thin […]
Treatment Plan
Jade Wootton
Shallow breaths in my chest pulse like a hummingbird’s wings
So I decide
I am going to walk the same route every morning without my phone
I am […]
Whereabouts Unknown
Eli Coyle
My face feels like an emotional relief map
forever wet
My pockets are full of handkerchiefs
that never dry
My green corduroys lie crumpled