PUPPET TALK How I feel about these times. Anon. I move my feet I dance and dance, up and down, up and down, cannot stop. The cares of the world marionette me all around and around up and down, up and down. I cannot exit. The curtains never close. Characters appear and disappear. They whisper, point, […]
Read more "VERN FEIN ~ PUPPET TALK"the person i love asks me to explain poetry to him setting the kind of day that stretches outward and rewinds and folds back on itself so that the whole evening is a jenga tower of memories wedged together precariously until it collapses when a particularly unlucky player tries to pull out one too close […]
Read more "Pranika Singh ~ the person i love asks me to explain poetry to him"(all 3 poems translated from Maltese by Albert Gatt) Someone’s wife refuses to follow. Someone’s wife refuses to follow her therapist’s advice. She finally changes out of her work uniform. She nibbles at a chunk of dark chocolate. Insists that she’s on first name terms with Buddha. That he’s like an old faux pas, addled […]
Read more "3 POEMS BY GLEN CALLEJA"SEND OFF standing back in darker shadowsso i cannot see – she gives methe middle finger – in front of mesnowy mountains, a lonely road –the endless empty sky.
Read more "CARY ZITER ~ Send Off"A Walk Along Forever
Read more "N.T. Chambers ~ A Walk Along Forever"A Warning Label for Life Drowsy amid dawn, I brush my teeth and shower with city-issued disinfection byproducts that may cause cancer. Abluted in the chromium-6, lead, and other contaminants, I call myself clean. Soft scrambled eggs go down my gullet with their heavy metals, toasted and buttered carcinogens soon follow. Water sends a vitamin […]
Read more "A WARNING LABEL FOR LIFE ~ BOB MCNEIL"Christmas in July
Read more "Dance of the Butterflies ~ Jeff Lewis"Reflection When I was in the hospital I was five years old and With another little girl Next door We talked And laughed Just knowing She was there I felt better My mother says I had a private room But there may have been a mirror
Read more "PENNY NOLTE ~ REFLECTION"Real Hair The black man who stopped, said “Forgive me, but you have real hair I don’t see that often & it’s beautiful” I had it up in twin tails, how I learned to wear my mask, so the loops would go over my hair & not my ears didn’t say it till he saw it from the […]
Read more "Storm Ainsely ~ REAL HAIR"Static I tried to explain I have only lived in flat places where walking is easy I suggested he walk our Alps-like neighborhood while I stay home and make notes in my new journal with the cover of a woman’s head with a plant growing out of the top then I saw the back of […]
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