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CHECKPOINT US-2016

August 31, 2016 – 10:28 am | 2 Comments

CHECKPOINT US-2016
by Stefanie Bennett

… And there’s rain
On the rear-view
Mirror
One
Heart-beat
Away
From here.

Raw

August 29, 2016 – 10:27 am | One Comment

Raw
by Oscar Smiles
Back taters down by the dozen square
ol amble hordes
The ol -just go to heaven- mirage
Let’s not….let’s not assume anything sir
Kambuis….excommuni/katydids
Hankering for some mudbug
And it looks like your expecting
Stethoscopic …

CHERRY

August 27, 2016 – 9:41 am | One Comment

CHERRY
by Ken Williams
Eighteen years old isn’t old enough. We aren’t old enough to make life and death decisions. Nor are we old enough to understand the mysterious ways …

The Cancer Port

August 26, 2016 – 8:23 am | No Comment

The Cancer Port
by Robert King
It’s called a port, a harbor, haven, home,
a city on the coast of my chest opened
for a passage into my heart—which we say
is where emotions live—and …

Every Moment

August 24, 2016 – 7:55 am | 2 Comments

Every Moment
by Pat A Physics
Stammering into the microphone, the scarecrow mannequin version of you spits hay dribbling down like zebra stripes.  The audience is a mechanical one.  It gives you …

THE WORST POET IN THE WORLD

August 22, 2016 – 6:17 am | 2 Comments

THE WORST POET IN THE WORLD
by Marc Carver
Have you heard about the worst poet in the world
He tells people to F off on stage.
Goes to the mic drunk.
Makes fun of …

City Made of Centuries of Breath

August 20, 2016 – 10:12 am | One Comment

City Made of Centuries of Breath
by Dan Raphael
As though the air was glass or ice
all but what i’m swimming through
the dangerous step between media
orientation before acceleration
The less you weigh the …

FOR A WEEK

August 18, 2016 – 7:09 am | One Comment

FOR A WEEK
by John D Robinson
My wife has gone away;
it’s only been a matter of
hours and I’m thinking
about masturbating and
smoking joints and
swallowing codeine and
the dog doesn’t want to
know me; she …

DAVID IN LOVE

August 16, 2016 – 7:08 am | 2 Comments

DAVID IN LOVE
by Ruth Z Deming
He lay on the sofa in his briefs, watching his belly rise up and down. He’d hung up his blue cop uniform in the bedroom …

UNNAMED SPECIES

August 14, 2016 – 6:03 am | One Comment

UNNAMED SPECIES
by Matthew Phillips
Half-awake, scratching red mosquito bites on the inside
of my left ankle, swelling with aching water thoughts
while dawn chases fang-like cold from incisor mountains—
I feel like a bird-fish …

August

August 12, 2016 – 6:02 am | One Comment

August
by Lizette Woodworth Reese
No wind, no bird. The river flames like brass.
On either side, smitten as with a spell
Of silence, brood the fields. In the deep grass,
Edging the dusty roads, …

Fishing on the Susquehanna in July

August 10, 2016 – 6:01 am | One Comment

Fishing on the Susquehanna in July
by Billy Collins
I have never been fishing on the Susquehanna
or on any river for that matter
to be perfectly honest.
Not in July or any month
have I …

The Philosopher in Florida

August 5, 2016 – 9:58 am | One Comment

The Philosopher in Florida
by C. Dale Young
Midsummer lies on this town
like a plague: locusts now replaced
by humidity, the bloodied Nile
now an algae-covered rivulet
struggling to find its terminus.
Our choice is a …

The Garden Outside The House

August 3, 2016 – 9:53 am | One Comment

The Garden Outside The House
by Natalie Crick
She was out there again that morning.
Talking, laughing, singing,
The garden filled with sweet birdsong
And the aroma of summer.
The sunset leaked red blood,
Annihilating him.
A love …

what passes between us

August 2, 2016 – 7:48 am | One Comment

what passes between us
by Jude Dillon
what passes between us
sparkles
on your lips
closer than talk
listens
and sees
witchy
high wind
delicate
and steady
*
you know
the dark of me
in a dry martini
kinda way
what snowflakes
carve
between now
and spring?
*
the quiet edge …

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