in response to a dr. phil soundboard your drawl scrawlsthrough my ears at 4pm.i shut the tv off.you’re still there, you southern god. you’re rancid & you blowyour nose with money. a man without a […]
Streetlight People (SR Schulz)
I cannot remain silent. I reached my breaking point two weeks ago when you stood up on the table and shouted how you, Won’t stop believin’, to Mom, her face full of tears and sadness. […]
15 pack of ice cold Busch Light (Sheldon Birnie)
Win or lose; winter, spring, summer or fall; asphalt still warm as the sun lingers in the west or in the face of a brutal north wind, suds freezing to slush faster than you can […]
THE BROKEN PENCIL (J. Archer Avary)
the paper was clean and whitethe pencil was so sharp it snapped its leadthe broken pencil was a metaphorfor something but what? the broken pencil was uselessthere was a gaping hole like a volcano craterwhere […]
THREE PRAYERS (Matthew Burnside)
I. In Defiance, RE: The Brazen Fuckery of These Darkloom Days (DEAR WHOMEVER,tired of mirrors slitheringtired of pasting facestired of every pittedpensive pendulumabove all tired of being tiredfed up from feedingall these fanciful metaphors of […]
Pincushion (Colin Lubner)
My mother tells her future husband what he means to her by saying to him, “Silly, silly man.” At the same time she tells me what I mean to her by easing my passage into […]
BREAKERS (Robert Warf)
1] I’ll tell you something I don’t often tell. I’ll tell you what I’ve seen. What I see. I’ll tell you. Just you. 2] White feet in white sand. My feet. His feet. His hand […]
Elegy (Claire Taylor)
The thought pops into her head and she can’t shake it: she’s going to have sex here. This keeps happening. They’ll be somewhere innocuous, if not downright inappropriate, when a heat pulses through her so […]
There Must Be Blood (Elizabeth R. McClellan)
For Honest Lewis “There must be blood”—the unbreakable lawof revolutions and fairy tales.This I knew. We grow up knowing. The emperor was cleaning outthe granaries we had filled for winter,the burse, even—kitchen maids whisper— selling […]
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