Amelia Flew Home – by STEVE CARR

AMELIA FLEW HOME by Steve Carr Her feet; those elephantine, calloused, dry, mop-water-dirtied appendages, lifted from the ground, raising that bloated, overworked, undersexed, unappreciated body into the air where she … Continue reading Amelia Flew Home – by STEVE CARR

she is lion face, i am lemon face – by ZACHARY M HODSON

she is lion face, i am lemon face beneath a slim lick of ice the koi want you to know they have not died this winter you had already budgeted … Continue reading she is lion face, i am lemon face – by ZACHARY M HODSON

I Still am me – by MIRELA ATHANAS

“I still am me”   I still am me!   I am, … I still am me, I am the little baby, With the tiny fingers Which I still carry, … Continue reading I Still am me – by MIRELA ATHANAS

Other People – by ANTHONY BLOOR

Other People One person’s meadow is another person’s building site. I look at nature; he looks at property values. He sees a hole in the guttering; I see a sparrow’s … Continue reading Other People – by ANTHONY BLOOR

Wound / Affect(ion) / Beget – by BRANDON STANWYCK

  Wound   the wound he won’t   let heal   leaves me scarred.   i well up when   his eyes   refuse to cry.   the blood in … Continue reading Wound / Affect(ion) / Beget – by BRANDON STANWYCK

The Lifecycle of a Catholic Woman – by PATTI JURINSKI

The Lifecycle of a Catholic Woman   At age nine, Helene chose confession face-to-face with the priest. The musty box frightened her, choked with years and years of other people’s … Continue reading The Lifecycle of a Catholic Woman – by PATTI JURINSKI

Young Woman’s Epiphany – by KI-ANA L. TONGE

Young Woman’s Epiphany Ki-Ana L. Tonge   Did you know? Did you know that you were the gasp of air between my every breath? The tip-tap to my every step … Continue reading Young Woman’s Epiphany – by KI-ANA L. TONGE

Mr. Schonenberger’s Gift – by C.W. BIGELOW

MR.SCHONENBERGER’S GIFT The fact he hasn’t shown up at the Intensive Care unit doesn’t surprise me. When a father’s expectations are not met, the son suffers, and what I did … Continue reading Mr. Schonenberger’s Gift – by C.W. BIGELOW

Mouthpiece – by JENNY IRIZARY

Mouthpiece My dad was leaning out the car window, catching up with Sofia’s mom, as I ran my finger from my Basque-Puerto Rican surname to the name “Mouthpiece, a Jet,” … Continue reading Mouthpiece – by JENNY IRIZARY

More – by NICK BLACK

MORE He holds a crisp new fiver between his fingers. “No,” I say, encouraged by the sweat on his top lip. “More.” He sighs and parts his wallet again. “I’ve … Continue reading More – by NICK BLACK

Lunch with Maurice – by MICHAEL ZONE

Lunch with Maurice By Michael Zone     I was doing time at the Aqua-Cola warehouse.   My eleventh W2 in my factotum year facing eviction and total starvation.   … Continue reading Lunch with Maurice – by MICHAEL ZONE

Kaleidoscope – by JOANNE SPENCER

Kaleidoscope   The ground yawned and swallowed him whole. The glossy white casket of my husband consumed by the earth. I am alone.   My eardrums rupture, my bones melt, … Continue reading Kaleidoscope – by JOANNE SPENCER