Category: Poems

Philippe Soupault, translated by Tom Hibbard One Asks You Since I was born and it was not yesterday my days are numbered by whom and …

Bryan Martin and Louis T. Gordy hit song boys, i see when you dance the janitor elvis tattoos i hate: 1. fastfood 2. skirt mits …

Seth McMillan Pro Memory More pictures on the wall and it shall not seem so blank. Best to bring in everyone I’ve ever known and …

Dylan Willoughby 2 Poems And Drunk the Milk The debtors had been kept at Bay, we thought, and so, like lotus-eaters Dawdled.  She no longer …

Joseph Victor Milford -ism it has two syllables “ism”, the epos thematic pharmakos phase opsis epiphany? nope, naive alazon. this is stupid. let’s just call …

Terence Winch Witch Dominique is my barber. She dreams she is a witch. “It scares me,” she says. “I look like a witch. People stop …

Murray Moulding Ticker Taping This is just pretending.  Where’s the usher stamping the back of my hand-held supply rod?  Where do you suppose it’s gravy …

Carl Annarummo In An Empty Adjacent Corridor 1a. In an empty adjacent corridor, the light From the sun, rising over Nashville, steady And slow, synchronizes …

Sheila E. Murphy p are d ow n lumens they ball oon pay me(a)nt thee as arbitrary potions say-so sweetly chiaroscuro ventured; nothing gained tempestuous …

Bill Berkson Two Pages from 25 Grand View Extreme Patience Of those who, believing the world would end that day, assembled on one member’s front …

Chris Murray Post-Its: and the Reasons They Go Round and Round on the Carosel of Time                   …

Anselm Berrigan New Jersey Transit Diary phosphorescent hi- ho kicks unknown or mine and that’s not a come on hi-ho kicks open me too? Aren’t …