Last Saturday
Last Saturday by Wynn Everett Once the day confirmed, counting forward then backward, it could be the last one not that what was coming wouldn’t
Month: March 2013
For the Subway Wall or the Bus Stop or the Bar Bathroom
For the Subway Wall or the Bus Stop or the Bar Bathroom by Nathaniel Kostar Under the sheets I unwrap your heart. Like delicate fingers
You're ol familiar
You’re ol familiar by Larla Wirtz This is not a place for children. This place; for liars and thieves. Portrait painters and Arabian prostitutes. Boys who
Reflection
Reflection by Pamela Riley The last thing she needed was something with more teeth on it – incisive canines and incisors carving meat from bone,
A
A by Halifax (set against Transfigured Night) the form is three two legs and between it makes plurality by standing apart indicating sound resounding a
fall
fall by Sean Pravica her eyes were searching for a reason to the throbbing sore bursting wide open on her pale knee it took a
The Boy's Skin
The Boy’s Skin by Kate LaDew The boy’s skin was very pale. Arms turned down, thin strips of black wrapped around, mapping where the skin
Kites
Kites by Robert Gibb Come March we’d find them In the five-and-dimes, Furled tighter than umbrellas About their slats, the air In an undertow above
Everything Goes
Everything Goes by Willie Smith Everything goes somewhere. The fork goes in the drawer. The knife in back. The spoon in the soup. The spork
California Blues
California Blues by Vincent Cooper So many Greyhounds from Vegas to Los Angeles conversing with muddy vagabonds and cheap elderly women eating leftover chicken looking