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Gabriel Garcia Marquez dies.

April 18, 2014 – 9:25 am | No Comment

Nobel prize-winning Colombian author Gabriel Garcia Marquez has died in Mexico aged 87, his family says.
Garcia Marquez was considered one of the greatest Spanish-language authors, best known for his masterpiece …

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Goat Heads in the Yard

April 17, 2014 – 9:24 am | One Comment

Goat Heads in the Yard
by Monica Hall

Gonna be another scorcher today.

The sun shines ferociously,

In this place where we dwell.

I refuse to call it home.

For a place that is continually hot,

I have never warmed up to it.

Desert life. No beach. No green lawn.

Three little ones at home.

“Better wear shoes” I warn.

“Watch out for goat heads in the yard”.

I miss my mom.

I have few friends here.

I have one loyal pal, however.

Phil Donahue every afternoon.

Phil, me and Carlo Rossi with a splash of Cactus Cooler.

Every day at 3:00.  A party of sorts – to ease my mind.

Our wallets are empty,

But our trash is always full.

Too many Bud bottles and a box from Nick’s Pizza.

Jimmie is a welcome sight in the evening.

Sawdust in his long hair and a sweat stained t-shirt.

The kids have fallen asleep in front of the television.

“Let’s smoke in the backyard” he says.

We chat and feed the dog.

Jimmie hands me a check.  “I finally got paid” he says.

“We may perish from the heat” I joke, “but we won’t die broke”.

“What’s the temp for tomorrow” he asks.

“104” I answer.  “Gonna be another scorcher”.

For Felix: Truly One Cool Cat

April 16, 2014 – 6:18 am | No Comment

For Felix: Truly One Cool Cat
by Monica Hall
June 11, 1947 – April 10, 2003
We sat in the parking lot of Wine International.
You, Janice and me, reclining in the back of …

Towards A Life

April 15, 2014 – 9:07 am | One Comment

Towards A Life
by Amit Parmessur
We take the five-o’clock bus.
(Just like a hungry octopus
wrapping itself around
a delicious crab.)
The bus is as empty as
an old tin can
abandoned in lush grass.
No conductor. No …

9 Was 6

April 14, 2014 – 9:05 am | One Comment

9 Was 6
by Harutyun Mackoushian
Rise and Fall, Rise and Fall. do you recognize my eyes? don’t spare, is the taste of your saliva is familiar in your mouth? the sounds …

Things You Let Go

April 12, 2014 – 1:58 pm | No Comment

Things You Let Go
by Pat A Physics
Counting only white cars from the kitchen window
we have to polish away the steam from the sink.
The bath in the sink is a recent …

The kitchen witch

April 11, 2014 – 10:20 am | 5 Comments

The kitchen witch
by Frank Scarangello
The kitchen witch
still hangs in the window
dangling from a string
along with spirits and distant echos;
she moves ever so slightly
as if a ghost had passed a little …

Flu Season

April 10, 2014 – 1:40 pm | 4 Comments

Flu Season
by Matt Ronquillo
Crack out the NyQuil.
Let’s get this shit started.
Punch at the floor when it gets too close.
Wheeze-laugh in the corner when the girlfriend comes home.
Get tossed when you …

The Market Stalls

April 9, 2014 – 10:04 am | No Comment

The Market Stalls
by Christopher Barnes
Darlington sparks into a motley.
“Guilty of taking part”

Timpani, contortionist, you and me.
“A steady flow of friends,
Party members and journalists”
Push or shoves, eye-lash flickers,
Missing hardboiled features.

Junction City Nervous As The Moon

April 8, 2014 – 9:34 am | No Comment

Junction City Nervous As The Moon
by Patrick Longe
junction city nervous as the moon,
tracking blood (sad sights as well as good news)
what’s fake as all been played out in mediaville
manna …

illuminati and the search for a cheaper speakeasy

April 7, 2014 – 10:55 am | One Comment

illuminati and the search for a cheaper speakeasy
by Emma Blowgun
There’s this magical feeling that
happens when you’re wearing glasses in a
dark room with a lit candle angled behind you
and one of …

Sayeth the lord

April 6, 2014 – 8:36 am | No Comment

Sayeth the lord
by Dianne Lindsay
GIL entered the store with the confidence of Santa sliding down the chimney. There was an energy, a spirit to his step.
Gil’s life was back on …


April 5, 2014 – 8:44 am | No Comment

by BZ Niditch
You kept
the little Fauvre
print you found
at a yard sale
checked it had no
monetary value
wondering if it was
lost or stolen
during the war
yet its orange
and red
kept you
in a wild palm …

Exit Strategy

April 4, 2014 – 8:43 am | One Comment

Exit Strategy
by Le Hinton
I imagine I was dreaming
about meditation—
a tan dog in the back yard
staring Buddha-like at a white rabbit.
I don’t believe in sleep anymore.
It was an ontological riddle
that tripped …


April 3, 2014 – 10:34 am | 2 Comments

by Joshua McDermott
even the trees are plugged in
wired so hot right through their
crotches it sets my hands on fire
and all the flowers heads
are popping off with yellow
orgasms sprouting out
confetti lines …


April 2, 2014 – 9:50 am | One Comment

by Randall Nicholas
The left one, the sinister one
shoved against the door in the driver’s seat,
complaining it’s confined,
its elbow banging the handle,
its hand fitfully …


April 1, 2014 – 1:26 pm | One Comment

by David Calbert

I found your bobby pin
Slid absently in my jacket sleeve
I brought it to my nose
Hoping it retained a whisper
Of your perfume

I have dreams that I’m

Brushy Creek Incident

March 31, 2014 – 9:12 am | 3 Comments
Brushy Creek Incident

Brushy Creek Incident
by DIY Danna
The greenstone moss guardians of the park
are damning the torpedoes inside,
the sun god breaks through the clouds to warn me
of the crashing waves over round rocks.
He …

Highway Patrol

March 28, 2014 – 9:51 am | No Comment

Highway Patrol
by Dan Raphael

The highways so straight and unpopulated
I can set cruise control and rise through the roof,
hovering above the panorama of all that’s hidden
as the road falls away, as …

one hell of a whiskey aftermath

March 26, 2014 – 11:26 pm | One Comment

one hell of a whiskey aftermath
by D George Gawlik
and Reena had
thrown a big party
the night before andall that whiskey and wine
and laughter and madness
the whole place blue
with cigarette smoke and
who …


March 26, 2014 – 9:02 am | 4 Comments

by M. Krockmalnik Grabois
The gold stars embroidered
on the Virgin’s blue robe
fell to the ground
and wherever they landed
a corn stalk grew
Deer came and ate the corn
and as they digested
they became enlightened
They …

The Queen of Silence

March 25, 2014 – 9:04 am | One Comment

The Queen of Silence
by Ben Macnair
Blood is not the easiest of substances
to remove from a carpet,
so she has a red carpet
throughout her house.
She never had guests,
but the rumours always spread.
The …

A Long Queue

March 23, 2014 – 6:29 pm | No Comment

A Long Queue
Kim Farleigh
A long queue inside the grounds fed the centre court, this after a three-hour wait outside the complex just to get in, roaring crowds on other courts …

An Embarrassment

March 21, 2014 – 7:47 am | One Comment

An Embarrassment
by Wendell Berry
“Do you want to ask
the blessing?”
“No. If you do,
go ahead.”
He went ahead:
his prayer dressed up
in Sunday clothes
rose a few feet
and dropped with a soft
If a lonely soul
did …

An Editor Suggests Revisions

March 20, 2014 – 8:38 am | One Comment

An Editor Suggests Revisions
by Donal Mahoney
Yours is the first email I opened this morning.
I appreciate your suggested revisions and invitation
to send the work back once I’ve made the changes.
I can …

lightfollow home

March 19, 2014 – 9:20 am | 2 Comments

lightfollow home
by Shannon Baker
lightfollow home
to sit in a bookbox stacking
take a bit of breath along to
eat with.
weigh the water as
icegrass melting with push precision
the drop drags
all the way
urgent dare.
untie the …


March 18, 2014 – 11:38 am | No Comment

By Dr. Mel Waldman
Grand Mystery
behind the mystery
Malaysia Airlines
Flight 370
vast expanse
the human mind
the universe,
Flight 370
even now,
we can’t fathom
who we really are
what is happening;
as we face
we …

Wrong Rock

March 17, 2014 – 9:06 am | 2 Comments

Wrong Rock
by William Merricle
the morning star vanished in the daylight
three French hens became serpents
the sniper burst into song
a cavity shrugged its shoulders
an equinox orgasmed dolefully
seven swans were dressed and eaten
one …

Prose on Heroin

March 15, 2014 – 7:19 am | 4 Comments

Prose on Heroin
by Dan Hedges
Agrammatical freedom has no lonely throne from which to control monger the literary scene. Alpha words must be drawn regardless of who knows who. This is …

Soaking Wet

March 14, 2014 – 3:16 pm | One Comment

Soaking Wet
by Kristina England
she slips out of the shower and walks to the bedroom
her hair not long enough
to hide the stretch marks from birthing
he smiles
takes her into his arms
her creases …


March 13, 2014 – 6:29 am | One Comment

by Nicole Kuwik
When no one’s home,
I sit on the couch with my boots on
and stare at last night’s cider,
flat and clear,
labeled and lame.
Across town,
someone prints …

Second tunnel

March 12, 2014 – 7:05 am | No Comment

Second tunnel
by Bogdan Puslenghea
A tongue in exile
With a relaxed and fashionable mind
well kept under a hat of automatic flesh
cut this pluriverse in thirty pieces,
make another ancient file
walk like you don’t …