Nicholas Grider – 3 Poems
Nicholas Grider 3 Poems Magic Gold curtains and cardboard. The prop department provides a means of going forth: a lifetime supply of fluff, an escape …
"Poetry begins and ends with a rhyme." (D. Rudoy)
Nicholas Grider 3 Poems Magic Gold curtains and cardboard. The prop department provides a means of going forth: a lifetime supply of fluff, an escape …
Kaya Oakes Victorians Do you remember working. Well. A morning wasn’t, you didn’t think; you went out. And it was cold there, would you say …
Elizabeth Hughey 2 Poems My Party When I shop for friends, I shop drunk. Will someone get over here and talk to me? I tried …
Travis Jeppesen Us Anyway A mutated spectre muff – Diving on to Saturday’s spleen Screams out at the Prague School Of Histrionics, Hey …
Daniel Pendergrass Lost Wig Talk Light night on the mountain: Soft evening, colors, yellow and green, Playing down through the windows, Through us— To the …
Stephanie Kartalopoulos Ode to a Hula Hoop Through the dime store window I found you: the ring of orange and pink, a child’s oculus, the …
Elena Knox 2 Poems Steer the flag falls laps blur into bare facts blood and bone touchstones of nihilistic circuitry: dead pets a brisk succession …
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Corinne Lee Swimmer Lost in Lake (Midnight) Bordering the ochre bombsite were boutiques and condominiums, fin-de-siècle dandies residing in each. For shame, my love, the …