Astrological Anesthesia

Ally WhartonJune 9, 2016

i have been writing you love letters from my bathtub hoping that when i drown, it will be from ink running down my hands from my unsent rambles rather than the ...

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DIRTY NOISE

Stanley KaplanMay 25, 2016

The garbage truck makes so much noise it crushes the early morning air and wakes me from a deep sleep. My psychopathic neighbor stirs her dog to a round of bark...

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So you’re About to Die.

Connor GormleyMay 4, 2016

They say that, when you’re about to die, that it’s your life that flashes before your eyes. And that makes sense, - it works to have a nice, blink-of-the-eye su...

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Words scrawled on a Bathroom Wall

m.f. nagelApril 28, 2016

I eat fire. I am stone and tree. We are made of the same star stuff the stars that hang in the sky blind eyed by day burned white by the sun. Can you hear t...

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Pause. Back. Play.

L. SovieroApril 20, 2016

Pause.   Back.   Play at that weekend you wore the white skirt, the one that still wakes me in the middle of the night, when we got takeaway key ...

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The Writer

Miguel R. AlcazarApril 13, 2016

Monday morning and a new day is coming like a floating cloud, with nothing to do except for receiving the delivery person from the online supermarket, streaming...

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[(PROPHET)AGATION] 20:16

Shannon CawleyApril 6, 2016

i. i am kneeling. i am kneeling in a position like those who see The Great M/monolith and can’t help but accept the possibility of wool sunglasses for the rest...

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Drawing Boundaries

Trevor ShikazeMarch 31, 2016

With the tips of my fingers, I will draw an invisible line in the air between us. Then I will step back. I will back away through the open gate of the white pic...

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Requiem For September

Rebecca DimyanMarch 24, 2016

I remember each time I left you. Whose fault was it? You would say mine. I would probably agree. Years later, I long to breathe in the edges of your face. Somet...

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Misplaced Bodies

Steven StamMarch 17, 2016

1   Mitchel examined the road, the coins embedded within. He wanted them, thought their asphalt grave a waste. Between cars he pried at them with a fl...

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Caps Lock Cupid

Shannon CawleyMarch 10, 2016

THE WALLS OF MY SOLITARY CELL ARE BROKEN AND I AM IN LOVE. I AM IN LOVE AND I MEAN IT, I AM IN LOVE AND I FEEL IT AND I AM IN LOVE AND I KNOW IT. YOU HATE IT WH...

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The Doctor

James R. GapinskiMarch 3, 2016

The doctor says doctor things.   You have somethingitis.   The doctor prescribes medications and recommends bedrest and fluids and Wheel of Fortu...

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Artless

Christof WhitemanFebruary 1, 2016

There was a man. He was rich. He thought art was neat. He bought a bunch of art. The art was not joy or love so he was sad. He thought "I will make the art this...

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The Bright Planet

Rebecca HarrisonFebruary 1, 2016

Helena saw the planet through her telescope. It was the colour of jewel blink. She wrote down its place. Nights passed as she watched the sky. She climbed roofs...

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Eating Flowers

Meredith AllingFebruary 1, 2016

Every night is the longest night and so you gather light purple flowers and place them beside your pillow to smell them and fix it for two seconds at a time. Yo...

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Ablutions

GennaRose NethercottFebruary 1, 2016

I turn on the faucet and tigers fall out. They drop in dollops— rolling into the bathtub, flexing their shoulders, slicking orange to porcelain. It’s been like ...

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search my bag already

Jonathan DickJanuary 1, 2016

search my bag already   I brought my baggage to the airport. But, no one wanted to search it, even though it was odd. I got on the plane, and put it un...

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Watching a Kenneth Anger Film with a Group of Baptist Males

Nyoka EdenJanuary 1, 2016

Watching a Kenneth Anger Film with a Group of Baptist Males   Fireworks (1947)   A flaming crucifix is dunked in quivering water and light. A ...

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TRIALOGUE

Maureen KingstonJanuary 1, 2016

TRIALOGUE   Are you an only child?   An innocent, an ice-breaker (*at a boy’s birthday party*), expected to yield comity, jokes of birth-order f...

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I imagine you are

Chris CampanioniJanuary 1, 2016

I imagine you are   Used to hearing this, but I have the impression we’ve met before.   I bowed my head lightly & laughed. You’ve seen a phot...

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Alice’s Address Book

Christina DalcherJanuary 1, 2016

Alice's Address Book   Christmas Eve Dear Mutti, Remember how I would call you, even when you weren't my mother-in-law anymore and we would sing Es...

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Managed Democracy

Chelsea RuxerDecember 1, 2015

Managed Democracy     He is in the basement, saving Super Earth and spreading managed democracy through the galaxy again. His mouse smells like...

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The Boardwalk

Everett WarnerDecember 1, 2015

The Boardwalk   There is a boardwalk that never ends. You will walk it for so long you find its end. You will walk into a throat that is your old throa...

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Alice’s Armoire

Christina DalcherDecember 1, 2015

Alice's Armoire   Bermuda            In a pastel blue house with a white roof, Alice fidgets while a w...

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Home Alone XXXIV

George AndersonDecember 1, 2015

Home Alone XXXIV   Freudian click. I meant to reply to you, but now I’m looking at 13 childhood stars who grew up to be incredibly hot.  &nb...

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The proof lies in what never happens

Eldon ReishusNovember 1, 2015

The proof lies in what never happens One thing that tells me everything is that human beings from the future never appear. This means our flawed tragedy soon...

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pain! at the disco

Joseph Parker OkayNovember 1, 2015

pain! at the disco first off i want you to notice your hands, specifically the way they’ve just now started shaking uncontrollably.   okay, good. &nb...

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Alice’s Atlas

Christina DalcherNovember 1, 2015

Alice's Atlas     Alice has a scar on her left wrist from when she forgot to pierce the eggplant and it exploded the second she opened the oven d...

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It is feeding.

Michael CareyOctober 1, 2015

It is feeding.   It’s 11 am and it is feeding. Every day at this time (for it is a creature of routine) we hear the familiar scrapping and gnawing on...

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Bones

Emily WebberOctober 1, 2015

Bones   This is how we prepare my father’s body. First we close his eyes, then his mouth – which is not so easy with the dead. We take a wash cloth a...

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