Karyna McGlynn – 2 Poems
Karyna McGlynn 2 Poems My Bent Spoon -for my boys I am not …
"Poetry begins and ends with a rhyme." (D. Rudoy)
Alvin Pang Dial-A-Poem Even Naomi was struck by the success of her “Dial-A-Poem” phone service. People called in from all over – tongue-tied lovers, wives …
Raymond Farr 2 Poems Ram’s Blood #43 A MUST SEE! If a high dale is nature’s extraordinary porn, explicit is exactly cinematic. A ram arrives …
Shane Plante Three Days in Montreal 1. ‘Bonjour, hi’ mount real : : : yes, there is a Francophone …
Heather June Gibbons Border Town Everyone in costume for cocktails, half of us hating each other. Pete jokes, uses Canada as a metaphor for lack. …
Lisa Radon Miss Jones “and we’ll keep on meeting ’til we die” “Whatever is going to happen is already happening.” – Ted Berrigan …
Andrea Gonzales Obsession You may well entitle it a syndrome Excluding it inspire me Fascination. It’s approximating rather you odium thus far be devoted to …
Jessy Randall Japan Suzie: A Found Poem we went to an arcade and played this game where you hit the drums to get points like …
Kelle Groom Bird Townfor Dylan Rosales In Winter Park, on the way to sell books for laundry quarters, black birds flew in front of us. …
Sarah Rosenthal 2 Poems Riff or Rift The day my mouth burst into flames I understood careful usage. Until then I freely said transportation, home, …
Annalynn Hammond Abecedarian A bird can die effortlessly, forgetting God. Hallelujahs in jiggling kinetics, last movements. No oppressive prayers, questions, revelations. Simply: torpedo, underbelly, velocity, …
Kate Schapira 2 Poems Goodbye forever to skin irritation My belly has four full walls of TV, all these free chemical gifts. To avoid syndication …