TRANSFER OF POWER I press my nameplate, flushed and new, hammered onto the door. I sit in his chair, His denim jacket slumped over Sink into his seat. It’s warm like he just got into the desktop drawer as if a naughty student paper-clips, a plastic sleeve, mouth half-open, An antacid tablet releases white dust […]Read more "4 POEMS – Roxanne Cardona"
I Want Out of the Cracker Box Too I saw a student presentation about Rumi as a BIPOC poet, and all this time I had thought Persians were white. A few months later I’m reading about Robert Saleh, a Lebanese-American, presented as one of only a few BIPOC NFL head coaches, and wondering whether anyone […]Read more "2 POEMS – Joe Benevento"
Sound Check A sound check ignites a flame In a distance of incendiary nights Back and forth the ringing breaks As the dawn announces a new appetite Hendrix and Joplin overdose and die Others overdose and fly Pour it slowly little one As the thirst for more brings a new might Like a shooting star, […]Read more "SOUND CHECK – RAMZI ALBERT RIHANI"
Daring Duo Coyotes and bobcats have been spotted in my rural New England town. Not actually spotted, but there have been sightings. And not together, never together, having the same approximate jobs. Like competing dentists, we are obliged to see one or the other as they extract what they must. It was a very good […]Read more "DARING DUO – Fred Gerhard"
Blackboard Your opinion on the chalkboard, the one your teacher wipes away. You are just another student, after all. Who gives a damn about opinions, when you as a person do not matter? Stand up, get up, scream! Refuse to stand down, insistently! Go to the principal’s office. Go to the dean. Go to your […]Read more "3 POEMS – DANIEL SCHULZ ￼"
Pods I sit on a black cushion and wonder if the electric pulses I feel are lightbody healers transmuting energy through the crevices we have created with our breaths to make us whole again. I rest my head on a pillow and imagine if the infinite impulses I feel are silver starseed-pods traveling through the […]Read more "2 POEMS – Caroline Reddy"
Cacti The cacti only cry at night as a protection from water loss / she wonders how the cacti learned to not swallow the scorching sun opening the stomata-safe in the coolness of the night / photo synthesizing sentence syntax protecting its words in the day – yet here she’s crying in the sun / […]Read more "CACTI – Aliyah Kazmi"
OH PHALLUS OF RIDICULOUSNESS Oh phallus of ridiculousness you tower over our town like a monolith fucking the sky as the denizens fuck with themselves anyway we can. Some chose to shop whilst I try to forget as life moves on in a drunken wasted state towards my ultimate escape and a place where life […]Read more "2 POEMS ~ Bradford Middleton"
hysterical grandparent from the twisted wreckage…Read more "ESTALEEN – Terri Kirby Erickson"
OHIO LANDSCAPE (May 3rd, 2020) I have been doing a lot of dishes. The sink faces away from the window. We cook all of our meals now. The stove faces away from the window. Ohio has never been about the excesses. We barely had a town where I grew up. My past faces away from […]Read more "OHIO LANDSCAPE (MAY 3, 2020) – DARREN C. DEMAREE"