She lays on hands prays by her child her only child bears forth an unforeseen healing Afterwards the cure spurned feared the mother spurned feared This dangerous woman abandoned by …
My Stalker (PS Cottier)
See her reflected in those shop windows? Mumbling grey granny, disrespected elder, spectacled and zimmered, inching so fast, faster than she should. Faster than breath. Ninja quiet now, with crochet …
Lumpectomy / I’m So Sorry (Kristen Roberts)
Lumpectomy They cut a lump from me – a bully, too big for its boots they said, but harmless – and then pulled the wound’s edges in like purse strings, closed …
Spinning Wheels (Merrindahl Andrew)
Spinning wheels in wet ruts, the spray of muddy water: rainbows. I would love to, I would love to I would love to, I will never. Who’s at home to …
posthumous (Mark Roberts)
1. he did show some promise. those early poems were acclaimed politely but honestly by the right people & he hoped for meetings with publishers, small print runs & launches …
Olive (Stuart Barnes)
O love, how did you get here? O embryo Remembering, even in sleep, Your crossed position. I didn’t call you. I didn’t call you at all. Love, love, the low …
ishmael (Mark Roberts)
coming at dawn to swim in the ocean baths they find a dead whale half the size of the pool floating like a cut puppet fins & tail tugged by …
Competition (Robert Verdon)
sad regions stretch like backyards visited long ago like the tongue encountering an icicle like Jacob in Blake’s painting they loll under the charcoal moon in the hush of the …
Elementals (Stuart Barnes)
Who are these people at the bridge to meet me? They are the villagers— Two. Of course there are two. First, are you our sort of person? The word of …
Six Untitled Poems (Bekah Steimel)
I. A woman like a swallow’s throat not curled up but slumped suicidal gestures always take too much energy and crash upon the wrong ears this time your own heard …