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Ahmed’s SparrowPoetry

Ahmed’s Sparrow

StarrJune 6, 2018

Tiny winged corpse, trapped inside the aluminum frame of a storm window; Ahmed freed the frozen, fragile body with his pen in hopes that…

MariaPoetry

Maria

Jay GandhiJune 5, 2018

I chase a cat who scampers across the beach. Her gait's mysterious; assured yet zigzag and every few moments she stops to tease. I…

Assassination of a CriticPoetry

Assassination of a Critic

Lance JencksJune 3, 2018

"Rhymes in poems are dead," he said. I laughed and shouldered the bazooka, shook a Vicodin from the bottle and chased it with gin.…

Less TomorrowPoetry

Less Tomorrow

James SpearsJune 3, 2018

Fell asleep inside him after wind slipped through a window, found a crack into my absent mind. Tomorrow lurks around our edges, minutes fall…

Most times though we’d sitPoetry

Most times though we’d sit

Michael AshleyJune 3, 2018

Most times though we’d sit with trays on our knees the microwave cartons full of steaming food too hot to touch at the edges…

Daffodil Spikes and Tulip SkewersPoetry

Daffodil Spikes and Tulip Skewers

Jordan TretheweyJune 2, 2018

We carefully handle our sub-zero Winter secrets. But like last year, they begin to dissipate from consciousness until, like barren tree limbs, we forget…

Unit 6Poetry

Unit 6

StarrJune 2, 2018

A couple of Bath Salts addicts moved in upstairs. Each night, the entire building can hear 'em eating each other's faces.

The astronautPoetry

The astronaut

Maria MazzengaJune 2, 2018

The astronaut the man in the threadbare tweed says he’s laying low right now, coasting through, baby, paying off a few invisible debts to…

ScooterPoetry

Scooter

Paul BrookesJune 2, 2018

held between his ankles, very bright orange t-shirt, plaid shorts I glance at him from the till. Don't know which suits me. I ask…

Their thoughts move out of their bodiesPoetry

Their thoughts move out of their bodies

David BelcherJune 1, 2018

A man lays his hand on a woman. He sees through her eyes the golden-breasted songbird. The woman looks on the man and she…

Karin Dreijer AnderssonPoetry

Karin Dreijer Andersson

Jenn ZedMay 31, 2018

we hung around Gothenburg for five months or so renting out an expensive apartment on Vingalandsgatan with a fabulous panoramic view over the Gothia…

The Arena of Aesthetic ElaborationArt, Poetry

The Arena of Aesthetic Elaboration

Jenn ZedMay 31, 2018

i never write to be read, i've always said. it was never a considered decision to hide my notebooks and scribbles from you unless…