Burning the New Year
Burning the New Year by Naomi Shihab Nye Letters swallow themselves in seconds. Notes friends tied to the doorknob, transparent scarlet paper, sizzle like moth
Burning the New Year by Naomi Shihab Nye Letters swallow themselves in seconds. Notes friends tied to the doorknob, transparent scarlet paper, sizzle like moth
Push Kick Dreaming by Liam Ferney From Old St. to doorway in a fug of hip hop and hacked morning smoke the two goons fumbled
Poets may quickly fall in love with their iPhones and iPads through a number of fantastic apps. What kind of apps are there? Well, there
From bristly foliage by Jordan McElheran to branches underneath if a squirrel jumps and runs looking for seeds and such like my mother christmas shopping
Christmas Morning Without Presents: The Depression, Granite City, Illinois by Ellery Akers It is 1929. The moon falls on the floor, the pantry is empty,
Against Writing about Children by Erin Belieu When I think of the many people who privately despise children, I can’t say I’m completely shocked, having
Hollow and Solid Chocolate Santas By Quasimofo and Halifax For Haggard and Halloo Readers (Merry X-mas!) Sometimes i chomp into a Santa head thinking it’s
Loosing My Breath by Wynn Everett Once made of youth, these two slabs would carry my eager ghost swiftly down the avenue, up graffitied stairs
Off A Side Road Near Staunton by Stanley Plumly Some nothing afternoon, no one anywhere, an early autumn stillness in the air, the kind of
After Disappointment by Mark Jarman To lie in your child’s bed when she is gone Is calming as anything I know. To fall Asleep, her