Poetry
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.
The Living Dance

The Living Dance

by Tammy Oberhausen
 
Tuning up, a chord, a riff, / my grandfather plays / Freight Train, finger-thumb picking style, / and we three girls are on our feet.
Three Poems by Joshua Michael Stewart

Three Poems by Joshua Michael Stewart

She carries his taco tray, and folds up / his walker, leans it against the faux-brick / wall.
See Naples and Die

See Naples and Die

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.
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.
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.”
A Poem of Protest Signs

A Poem of Protest Signs

by Adam McCulloch
 
Where do I start? / This is very bad. / I don’t have time for this. I am not a professional protester!
Kindle Kick Kill

Kindle Kick Kill

by S.O. Fasrus
 
Maybe these are very bad consonants
Warning

Warning

by Phil Berry
 
There’s a silver balloon / Over a post by the road / Where all must pause.
Two Poems by M. Stone

Two Poems by M. Stone

We are trespassers, all of us tourists / seeking out this almost ghost town
Wounds

Wounds

by Juleus Ghunta
 
The night she tried to beat me, I slept on the veranda / of the shop in the square.
Three Poems by Michelle Brooks

Three Poems by Michelle Brooks

Bleak, that’s a given. No sun for / days. The spring doesn’t arrive / soon enough.
Two Poems by Gail Hosking

Two Poems by Gail Hosking

It’s warm. Always / warm with some war starting up, more / children to raise.

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