My First Black Lives Matter EventPlaza de Las CrucesNew Mexico9.12.20 The restaurant patio on the cornerwas at capacity and clapping emphaticallyfor a white woman and her accompanistafter their set of covers includingTracy Chapman. Not “Fast Car”but the one that goes,give me one reason to stay hereand I’ll turn right back around. I didn’t see any […]
Read more "TIM STALEY – My First Black Lives Matter Event"THE LANGUAGE OF REEDS On that day, the eyes of the sky were open to each of his sins and uncertainties. The night before, drowning in drink, he called out the names of all who had ever loved him, begged for a bigger, longer talk with the gods of time. He found him self kneeling […]
Read more "THE LANGUAGE OF REEDS – Martina Reisz Newberry"BOOMERANG I want to hurry and die So I might have the chance to be Reincarnated. But not reincarnated as a different something, But me same old self, Well, not quite. Me, one sand granule wiser, Smart enough this time to hold my tongue, On that night we first went to room. […]
Read more "BOOMERANG – Matt Cav"The Beards Ignited Last night all the local beards ignited, burning off to expose faces gone unseen for months. The fires left the flesh unscorched, but the men blister with shame. We’re still masking ourselves against the virus worming its wormholes through the populace, so blushes decently conceal themselves so men […]
Read more "The Beards Ignited – William Doreski"“a little bird” I stare at the shed and notice a bluebird on that nearby tree, on that branch halfway up, chirping. Hey, my coworker says Hey, I say Are you distracted, she says Sorry, I say And she leaves And I go back to my bird. But it is no longer chirping on that […]
Read more "A LITTLE BIRD -S.M. Moore"NONES What we know to be not possible,Though time after time foretoldBy wild hermits, by shaman and sybilGibbering in their trances,Or revealed to a child in some chance rhymeLike will and kill, comes to passBefore we realize it: we are surprisedAt the ease and speed of our deedAnd uneasy: It is barely three,Mid-afternoon, yet the […]
Read more "NONES – W.H. AUDEN"A Mint Left On The Pillow Not a cure, more of a ritual She’s got the curve of the moon from the ribcage to the thigh Serotonin levels off, Birds dropping down the tree branch by branch Leaves and blood, A final guffaw and twitch. Sitting patiently, waiting for the newness, The change, Thoughts not […]
Read more "5 POEMS – Joe Sonnenblick"THE PUNISHMENT ‘Love never goes unpunished’ Diablo once told me one night as we drank in a down town bar: he laughed, when I asked why: ‘You fucking fool!’ he snarled: ‘The crown of thorns can only be worn once’ and then he laughed again and I looked all around my home finding only quietness […]
Read more "THE PUNISHMENT – John D Robinson"THE WORDS I CAN’T HEAR IN MY HEAD There’s a graveyard in my cranium Attached to the lines of my skull I dream the images I can’t see I remember the words I can’t hear… I remember the words i can’t hear I remember the words I love you I can’t remember where they came […]
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