See Naples and Die: Poem by Edison Jennings

See Naples and Die: Poem by Edison Jennings

See Naples and die, Johann Goethe wrote, / the deep-dish bay, smoke plumed Vesuvius, / the castle and the terraced hills
Two Poems by David Spicer

Two Poems by David Spicer

You know Frida Kahlo had one wide eyebrow / and a mustache, right? They helped define her beauty.
Everywhere Stars: Story by Laura Grace Weldon

Everywhere Stars: Story by Laura Grace Weldon

The weary face behind her in the bathroom mirror startled Lia. Her mother usually slept in after a late shift at the bowling alley.
Two Poems by Meaghan Andrews

Two Poems by Meaghan Andrews

My grandparents know your / grandparents, that’s the size / of the town we were born / to work with.
Two Stories by Marie McKay

Two Stories by Marie McKay

The thin edge of the paper slices the tip of my finger, but I continue so that blood paints a hole where an eye might have been.
Three Poems by Hilary Sideris

Three Poems by Hilary Sideris

You ask me, then / space out as I explain / the long & short / of the vowel “I.”
Only the very weak-minded refuse to be influenced by literature and poetry —Cassandra Clare
Modern Resuscitation, Or: Where You Keep Your Heart

Modern Resuscitation, Or: Where You Keep Your Heart

by Elijah Tomaszewski
 
I’m pumping the way I’ve been doing for the past minute.
Into the Drowning Deep by Mira Grant

Into the Drowning Deep by Mira Grant

Review by Joy Ralph
 
Into the Drowning Deep is Mira Grant’s novel-length follow-up to her 2015 novella Rolling In The Deep.
Hotel

Hotel

by Gustavo Bossert
 
When a row of trees started to swish against the car, and denser foliage knocked against the bumper and number plate, she sensed that she had lost her way.
Two Arms and a Leg

Two Arms and a Leg

by Jeff Bakkensen
 
We split her up by dropping names into a hat. I got both arms, Paul a leg, Ryan the head, Matt the other leg, and Drew the coveted torso.
The Book of Kirby

The Book of Kirby

by Don Foster
 
With little time before his kids start fisticuffing one another, before his wife dumps the weekend itinerary on him, Kirby rolls himself out of bed this Saturday to work on his spiritual overhaul.
Three Poems by Lynn Horton

Three Poems by Lynn Horton

Fish fall from the sky / in silvery hooks / on a subduction shore / where boats beat at dusk with hunting
A Hollywood Education

A Hollywood Education

by Alan Swyer
 
When he first came to LA and had not yet established much of a social life, Shulman’s evenings, more often than not, were spent in pursuit of old movies.
Self-Portrait

Self-Portrait

by Jack D. Harvey
 
Yes, that is me / on my pet pony / only two and a half years old.
Mornin Fever

Mornin Fever

by Bob Beach
 
The first dayshine spilled hurryish over Miz Pennypacker’s tarpaper roof and splashed the front yard like a stream of melty butter.
Two Poems by Amelia Leff

Two Poems by Amelia Leff

When the beam snapped, / the rope that clung to my life slipped. / The roof caved in as / I saw the floorboards part, / revealing the Cuyahoga gushing below.
My Middle East

My Middle East

by Norma Smith
 
My first lover was Middle Eastern. Amir and I met in the cramped hallway of a university dormitory in Eastern France the first day I moved into Room 76 on the third floor.
A Place That Had No Name

A Place That Had No Name

by Justin Carmickle
 
Yolanda had dragged Ian through eight states by the time he was thirteen. After Ian came out her fourth husband’s fists sent Ian fleeing. He’d gone up north to the gay father he’d never known.
A New Way of Writing

A New Way of Writing

by Angela Kubinec
 
I have come up with a new way of writing that doesnt use hardly any punctuation or capitalization
Two Poems by Lowell Jaeger

Two Poems by Lowell Jaeger

When my first wife and I / were new to each other, / we moved into a cinderblock apartment
Two Poems by David Spicer

Two Poems by David Spicer

I’m the Mad Sestina King. / Sestinas haunt me twenty-four hours a day. / People laugh, claim I’m a fool.
Naturally about Kamagra knew, several times I bought Kamagra in a drugstore, but on a pocket noticeably beats and became less and less likely to take, then I started looking for analogs and substitutes, not HERBAL, friend was eating half a year and zero effect.

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