By: Benjamin Rose Grendel's Complaint Begotten son of the murderer’s mark, Cursed fen-dweller, and warden of the mere Dragging his...

By: Thomas Hedt The Mending You loved the peace of your water bound commute Southworth to Fauntleroy, then on to Seattle. With friends...

By: Jean Theron Tourists await the whistle-blow to start The Resurrection— packed churches all over— a beautiful time a lavish tenet an...

By: Cristina DeSouza I dig holes in the soil with bare hands, repeating myself in abrupt movements, in search for the depths of earth. I...

By: Will Austin Simescu Approaching the Grand Canyon Today, Notre-Dame burned but I mostly just gazed heavenward. Golden sun splits the...

By: Keith Dunlap Politics We are driven by forces we don’t know Driven by forces as unrelenting as snow A snow that doesn’t stop to count...

By: Annette Brown when 1 + 1 is more than 2 because there is no video record of his life i remember him in 2 dimensions-- posing on...

By: Diane Corson Arched Living Room The house feels different now, chairs, a table, bare now, there is a buffet laid with unopened mail,...

By: Lucy Dhar You can be a soothsayer in my hometown. Every single day is like the last and the coming; the air is just as drowsy as the...

By: Cecil Morris Persephone Goes One Last Time The last time our Persephone left us for the other world, the underworld perpetually dark...

By: Lisa Delan Mom/the middle at the end I borrowed your pain and the pills they sent to subdue the orbit of impotence until gravity...

By: Fran Abrams The Price of Ignorance is paid in a currency of nots. Paid with lives of people who chose not to wear seat belts, decided...

By: Claire Scott Pleeze At seven I wanted a poodle with a rhinestone eye appliqued to a gray felt skirt so I could sashay and spin, all...

By: James Zaferopolos The brook bounding from rock to rock descends The holy mountain with a tinkle, with a chortle, with The hollow echo...

By: Jennifer Joyce Looking out from the jetty, at hidden sand bars, uncertain the hour which they will appear. Molasses-thick moments...