suddenly free to make steak and a music video

Teddy VrountasJune 28, 2022

poured some red wine i bought for the date who canceled. signed up for a CrossFit class. said out loud, “we all die alone.” said out loud again, “we all di...

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Moon Sirens Drink Taco Bell Cheese Sauce

Kelli LageJune 24, 2022

Horizon lit by flickers of a Taco Bell sign. Magenta and navy hues seep into my face. The lowest fragment of midnight. I wonder if these unworshipped grounds...

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SUCCESS AND THE CITY

Nicolette ReimJune 21, 2022

It’s winter and the next-door neighbor wants to take his dog to work, gets a wagon with a plastic top, attaches it to a bicycle. They take off. The asymmetr...

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On My Mind at 2 AM

Jeana MahanJune 7, 2022

Google search 1/21/22 2:06 am   Am I too old for a sugar daddy?   Google search 1/30/22 2:09 am   Is Tinder worth it?   Goog...

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Ethically Speaking

Meghann BoltzMay 29, 2022

What you want from the center of the flower would be considered extortion & I have a headache. I want to make you sick so you can feel how I feel. No oth...

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All There Is

Michelle DrozdickMay 26, 2022

Little girl hypnotized by dust particles floating in a beam of light Realizing she exists and finding it beautifully absurd...

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Sidewalk Pool

Nathan TompkinsMay 24, 2022

There was a perfect “V” in the front yard sidewalk, two slabs of white concrete dug into the earth, bordered by dirt and sod when the summer rains hit,...

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Three Poems That Have Something (Or Nothing) To Do With Love

Benjamin DavisMay 20, 2022

Mad Science   She’s been naked, all cool, calm, and sexy, for the past hour. I start thinking something nefarious might be going on like, maybe s...

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After Tinder Date #7

Alison LubarMay 18, 2022

You're going to cry on the train again. What city rails haven’t been slicked with your sadness? Charter bus, airplane, no polyester velvet seat is safe...

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How To Take Advice

Rhienna Renée GuedryMay 12, 2022

Advice comes in two kinds: that which looks good in calligraphy, and that which stabs. One is eat-pray-love and it’s bullshit. Keep a dream journal. Swallow the...

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The Dark Universe

Max SternbaumApril 22, 2022

the rationalists speak of a mystery something they can’t solve that imbues our natural history and drives us to evolve it’s the Dark Universe made up of Da...

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You Don’t See Them Around Much Anymore

Tim JervisApril 19, 2022

The scale trade emerged as a promising enterprise due to European demand for hats made from lake monster pelts. Two men established a mobile trading post. The H...

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Old Tony’s Sunday

Mathieu CaillerApril 18, 2022

The musician at the deserted bar gets up to do his usual Sunday set from six p.m. to midnight. In his early 70s, he’s been doing this for the last 50 years, onl...

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Working at a Strip-club in the Middle of the Midwestern Rural

Brianne AgnizleApril 14, 2022

The snow shoved off by a plow fills in the ditch now, over where I’d seen a wild dog sleeping for weeks. On the drive home the night is dark like sap...

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going to acapulco

w v sutraApril 13, 2022

holding my fate in both my hands waiting for captain waiting for orders overboard i must and will be thrown oh let me fly to my duties lord revenants of ...

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If there be nothing new, but that which is

Victoria NordlundApril 7, 2022

After Sonnet 59 William, In this miracle composed of your frame, I am here writing over your sonnet in spring 2022. On my TikTok feed someone is trying to...

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THREE CONTEMPORARY CONUNDRUMS RESOLVED

Julie BeneshMarch 29, 2022

I. Adjustment Disorder How is being well-adjusted not just settling at best And lacking empathy at worst Like those people who suddenly think We all...

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Wreck

Luke WortleyMarch 25, 2022

A carnival prize torn open in a field, little fuzzes everywhere. A concrete mixer on the back of a truck whirring lazily. A suboptimal play in a board game. A f...

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First Pay The Rent

T.S.J. HarlingMarch 21, 2022

I Wanting Spending And nothing more Cash in brown envelopes At the end of evenings behind the bar Spent on the other side of other bars Clothes Drinks...

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Anti-capitalist poem comprised of parsed Jeff Bezos quotes

Elizabeth ConardMarch 21, 2022

What’s going to change in the next 10 years? How will you use your gifts? What choices will you make? If we want to be understood, maintain a firm grasp o...

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Directed by

Adrian SandersMarch 18, 2022

The monkey alarm bangs its cymbals every morning at 6:30 for two and a half minutes straight. I walk to work through a field of white picket fences and bo...

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Theme Park Life

Stephen GroundMarch 13, 2022

life’s a slowly winding theme park line on a warm, overcast day, but just as you reach the front the Earth implodes and you don’t even get a chance ...

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What I’ve Been Smoking Lately

Samantha CarrollMarch 9, 2022

I’ve come down with something awful Probably from what I’ve been smoking lately.   lush ice                     pina polo       tropical glamor Maybe...

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Rewind, Don’t Be Kind

Ashley GoffMarch 7, 2022

I wasn’t dazed or confused when you cheated with the Milla Jovovich look-a-like barista. But I’m still bitter. When I nibbled your earlobe on the m...

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Redisintegrated Disco

Rose KnappMarch 7, 2022

Pulsars pulsating sweating walls rip open Skylines fall as the rave devours it Into the rippling crimson night aglow in gold ...

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a conversation with myself on a sunday morning

Nick RiccardoMarch 1, 2022

there is music on speakers & there are birds chirping in trees & somewhere within these songs, amidst their inherent celebration, their borderline eupho...

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Coronavirus world map: tracking the spread of the outbreak

Patrick WilcoxMarch 1, 2022

Headline from National Public Radio // 3 March 2020 Buckshot with red spots, our world limps into autumn. If I look at the map on the TV close enough I can s...

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Haunted House A Go Go

Erik FuhrerFebruary 24, 2022

For Daphne Blake, Scooby Doo (2002) If I could wear knee-high purple boots today I would not be the damsel in distress to my own heartbeat. I’d be a g...

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Motels

Lauren TheresaFebruary 23, 2022

Motels are made for poets. Or maybe they’re the result of a world without them. Creviced streams collecting leaves and remnants of gas station binges. Long crum...

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Two Million Sit-Ups Later

Hilary KingJanuary 19, 2022

The way Ben’s hand swept across JLo’s ass, polishing her like a truck he’d just bought, his skin smooth, his teeth spotlight white. The JLo back then wore ne...

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