Poetry
Two Poems by Lauren Sartor

Two Poems by Lauren Sartor

I wish death were a man in a black cloak. / At least than I’d have some company.
Three Poems by Robert Tremmel

Three Poems by Robert Tremmel

The High Sierra hangs / suspended between the wing / and the sunken edge / of the caldera.
Seconds

Seconds

by E.T. Parker
 
John the Baptist stands on the corner / of First and Shaw sporting / a pink cape and inline skates. / He holds a simple white sign: JESUS.
Gnostic

Gnostic

by Nels Hanson
 
By night the owl attacks the crow, / day the crow the sleeping owl, ego / and shadow, shadow and ego, forever, / as long as there are owls and crows.
Three Poems by Rick Lupert

Three Poems by Rick Lupert

When the synagogue told me / we’d be going to the duck pond to / cast away our sins / I thought, that’s not fair to the ducks.
Two Poems by Allison Collins

Two Poems by Allison Collins

That time after the Golden Hour / when the sky glows one slow chalk streak, / the horizon like flesh / pressed to a lightbulb, / I said, come with me.
Three Poems by Marissa Glover

Three Poems by Marissa Glover

I don’t even know how you got published. / Of all writers in the world, you’re the worst.
We Are Sorry for Your Loss

We Are Sorry for Your Loss

by Ken Massicotte
 
I wasn’t frightened by damnation, preferred / Merry Company in a Pergola, / Jan Steen’s tavern maid with the cider pot
Two Poems by JJ Campbell

Two Poems by JJ Campbell

all my dreams / cost more than / whatever money / i ever had in my / life
Three Poems by KG Newman

Three Poems by KG Newman

How do you feel / when driving past / the penitentiary on a winter night
Two Poems by Colin Dodds

Two Poems by Colin Dodds

God may have created / the universe and all therein / But he never made any money off it
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
Self-Portrait

Self-Portrait

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

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