By: Sarah Johnson Off-Key My husband sings in the car Next to me; flame trees squeeze Blooms in between ashen Branches stripped from the...

By: Meg Reynolds TO MOTHER At a party under the spell of charcoal smoke and hotdogs, I’m talking to a stranger about abortion. Baby...

By: Mark Blackford When my friends and I found that price, the one worth its weight in fresh powder, every day was a white Christmas in...

By: Jeanne-Marie Osterman ON THE STILLAGUAMISH RIVER To my father What was it made me dream so big: that I could get you to take me down...

By: Seán Griffin Small hairs of your chest, normally invisible like fishing line, alight from the bedside lamp, bright. On end. Reaching...

By: Lily Rose Kosmicki sense: antisense i have the ability of gyres to toil, crux, coil, and turn into: girling anomalies i trick and...

By: Andie Francis Concentrate and Ask Again When we leave the kitchen, our cat licks a stick of butter. And some where in the freezer is...

By: Asad Emaan Ali Mosambi-Nama III You lean against my doorframe, telling me why the satellite sits in a shadow, hiding his craters: the...

By: Mark Phillips she has child's fingers  grasping at her hair       a little awkward  grasping for the cake       not quite...

By: Max Seifert The Birds Are Singing Ok to no birds singing Ok to no gold Ok with the waiting Ok to a smaller world than the world Ok...

By: Cortney Esco The Head Collector I once had a young neighbor who collected the heads of birds, cleaving a blade through the thin neck...

By: Alison Jennings Stay irresponsible. (Allen Ginsberg) I pray for dispensation – no, absolution – from the should, as Time, a booming...

By: Michael Lasater 7.13 Yesterday I got lost, somewhere down in the city. I coughed and traffic stopped – it stopped dead. Walking to...

By: Tyler Dunston 8 lines for the rooftops of the Tennessee Aquarium Leaning pyramids of diamond, scored with intersecting lines of ash....

By: Andy Posner A rock skips across the sky, Leaves concentric circles of cloud To wonder at. You flung it long ago, before we met, When...

By: Connie Wasem Scott Dream # 3:  Peeping Tom The delivery boy arrives wearing a different color than the one we expect. Terri forgets...

By: Mary Warren Foulk THE SHOW MUST GO ON I found this line blurred on a faded post-it, thin as Julep mint, between folds of your wallet...

By: Brad Geyer .beanie. I am a bean I mean I am being being I m b n, n s pagnol Good is a French karate chop- Bien! Good is me on a good...

By: Juan Cortez I grab ice out the Styrofoam cooler I don’t feel cold. Filling my cup three quarters I set it down on the washer spin...

By: Karin Spitfire Danger    (after Layli Long Soldier and the UCC resolution process) Whereas I live sixteen years from infancy to sweet...

By: Leon Fedolfi I can’t remember the particulars of my fetal thoughts - it’s a Gunshot Difference of My first love - Honest breath. Then...

By: Kendall Krantz The Cockney lad at the bar tells you he’s a ‘istoriun wiv rev’lushunary idears. A hairline mustache will ask you to...

By: Corey Ruzicano stop me if you’ve heard this one. girl hears voice a voice like smoke a voice like dark wood a voice like Truth or at...

By: Peter Tsai Nights On Parallel Lines matriculate into the sunset with dimes and nickels lauding the ​ inconspicuous moon; its ethereal...