Continental Breakfast La Quinta Jackson Mississippi – Tim Staley

Continental Breakfast La Quinta Jackson, Mississippi There’s a sadness in heart-shaped waffles, in the cool flickering logs, in the tower  of Styrofoam tended to by a brown person. There’s petroleum in the apparel, haircuts and politics of the others. There’s blunt force trauma in the space-age gravy,  in the Fruit Loops from a wheel, in […]

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5 POEMS – LANE CHASEK

Talking about weather they say meat substitutes are spies like prose poems or undercover agents who can’t keep their mouths shut, who keep talking about the weather meanwhile my grandpa died the way he lived—  talking about the weather, flirting with nurses, dead-set on never letting tofu pass his lips when you live in a […]

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A RARE AND DIFFERENT TUNE – A PRE ORDER OPPORTUNITY FOR OUR READERS

Forthcoming from Beatlick Press in September 2021 “In his stunning sophomore effort, The Pieces You Have Left, Tim Staley brings you to the woods and asks you to stay the night. In this moving and fast-paced collection, Staley touches on an array of subjects–space travel, love, fatherhood, masculinity, death, solitude, youth, and dementia–delving deeper than ever […]

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TRANSPLANTS – Stephen Mead

                                   Transplants   Supply and demand—- Two coats, even in July, one wool, hooded, the other matching sweat pants. Underneath?  Long johns.   Feel better?   He needed air, on bad days especially, especially when the tide came in, when the wheelchair was too obdurate, when effort was a graft some small hope provided and waiting was […]

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A LITTLE BIRD -S.M. Moore

“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 […]

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