NOTHING SADDER Nothing sadder than dirty snow, a car with no tires, a dead fawn in the water or a man and a woman who’ve learned to hate each other. Nothing sadder than empty bottles in the gutter, a house with a sagging roof, an empty cupboard or a child who’s gone astray except for […]Read more "JOHN TUSTIN – 2 POEMS"
No Regrets Saturday morning. Writing another postcard. She looks out the window. Oh. Geez. Not again. “Dear Elaine,” she writes. “There’s a tree. Next to the driveway. Bushy. This tree. With a million leaves. At least. Maybe more. Probably. More. In the spring it coats my car with pollen. Greasy. Nasty stuff. In the summer […]Read more "LAURA STAMPS – NO REGRETS"
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Distinctly Extinct Dodos diedbecause they didn’t fleefrom hunters.No differently,Covid-19 aimsat us all effectivelyas a semi-automatic rifle.Understanding the evil of this rival,fight the hunterbefore history misrememberswhy some humans didn’t flee. ~ Crepitus The always relaxedand odiferousGod Crepituspurges on his throne.Racist Rap and Rock tunesas unpleasant as toxic fumesplay throughout his home.Thanks to his phonefrom Verizon,the Roman […]Read more "2 POEMS BY BOB MCNEIL"
The Unfair ground The heart sinks as if on the world’s oldest broken rollercoaster, The utter brutality of memory, memorialised in physical sensation. The destination disappointing the journey, always. And so I dream of the farce of fairground… Ghost trains scarier when strapped to seats in unending darkness. Tests of strength hell bent on you […]Read more "THE UNFAIR GROUND – Algo Gourley"
NIGHT GENTLE Stood in the doorway, framed in dim lighting, the night, gentle with Lester Young blowing like a stoned hummingbird, she stood, crying, quietly, not in sadness, she stood in the doorway and I wished that I was a painter or composer, she looked up, at me, her face wet with our kind of […]Read more "3 POEMS – John D Robinson"
Cables Like diplomatic cables, the black strings are tangled. They relay electricity and information, a lot of which is tangled. Through the stained glass of the separation I can see people moving about. Looking inside, They can only see human heads: idle, like heads of cabbage in the field. The three recycling bins in the […]Read more "CABLES – Martin Anastasovski"
GRANDPA’S MOOSE the wind ripples the water in ways that make it resemble the mountains that surround it.the peak’s shadows overhang the low valleys we fish in.across the lake, green shrubbery hides the lurking moose, moving silently til he nears our ears.we are in his land, his home.we are merely invaders to the beast, invaders […]Read more "GRANDPA’S MOOSE – JAMES LIMON"
this is a scientific lecture this is a scientific lectureready em up on the bareven em out my qualificationsup my ass the subject of today’s lecture is masksas in, why aren’t you wearing one?and, why are you wearing a mask? if I put my ass very close to your faceyou’ll notice that it has two […]Read more "this is a scientific lecture – Robin Wyatt Dunn"
Light Smoker A light smoker outside a luncheonette he stood, feathers of smoke coming up from the cigarette between his fingers, taking a break from taking carriages in to the Food Fair. Why not do it again? I asked. In a round-about way he said no. Do it meant get into the music business, being […]Read more "LIGHT SMOKER – Peter Mladinic"