Ryan Bird – Two Poems

Ryan Bird Two Poems The Guilty, Drunken Dirge of Lot ‘Wasting away again in old Gomorrah-ville. Searchin’ for my lost pillar of salt. Some people …

Tim Botta – Three Poems

Tim Botta Three Poems Science Who was going to say science mouth, when you lick ambrosia from your fingertips, and feline tongue the ambrotype clean. …

Emily Brungo – 8th Ave Chinatown

Emily Brungo 8th Ave Chinatown Buckets and bins teem with exotica: octopus, cuttlefish, turtles and mackerel, the fatty crabs fresher than those in Manhattan. Aquariums …

Jack Kimball – Creep

Jack Kimball Creep Being short’s a start. Tall guys are better pick-ups and sex commandos or scoundrels, while runts are more naturally creepy. Shorter is …

Amanda Laughtland – Two Poems

Amanda Laughtland Two Poems August 4, 1946 All the girls are having a grand long weekend, staying just across from Washington Park. Went to town …

Del Ray Cross – Ice

Del Ray Cross Ice It only complicates matters this one foot in front of the other.  The words, the words that keep coming. Dipping a …

Timothy Liu – Two Poems

Timothy Liu Two Poems Dirty              As wives across America settle into rerun mode. As their frequent-flyer       …