for Kevin Brophy ideas grow like goldfish in proportion to the space they are given you return home from your morning swim still dripping from professor to friend, breakfast begins …
Hell's Band (Mark William Jackson)
Tom Waits’ bleeding knuckles painting the piano keys, Keith Richard slits a finger soloing over the Devil’s symphony, Bukowski stands at the mic calling everyone up to fight, the …
Heroisch (Mark William Jackson)
In the dim fluorescent cubicle, amid the urine smell and graffitied penises she spoke, “did you know heroin was legal, it was developed by Felix Hoffman for Bayer Pharmaceuticals …
stamped flat stamped (Ashley Capes)
in my office between classes I rage at flat things: the sea, the land, the hard, flat dollar coin and all its friends, the road too short by far …
A Hundred Set Apart in a Herd (Shane Jesse Christmass)
sorry I wasn’t thinking my mind wasn’t apt but it was afar I was anxious to listen that was my intent & I didn’t say anything when I should’ve …
Subtext (Maxine Beneba Clarke)
when we say i don’t want to become my mother that isn’t an invitation to laugh thinking about your mother in law & maybe the way she talks too …
No Shelter (Andy Jackson)
Floating home from a poetry reading, fog and who I am closing in as I walk forward, I am still visible. A mostly full stubbie of beer, VB I suspect, …
Shopping for Girls (Tiggy Johnson)
It’s too late to get my daughter newborn stilettos a baby makeover cotton crop bras in size 0 or a romper to claim her daddy just wanted a blowjob. Perhaps …
What We’ve Done (A.S. Patric)
so we took the rhyme out of poetry and the reason out of song we took rhythm out of voices chose flat, unpretentious faces and smiled in ways and days …