Ian Willey The Experts I’m trying to get a picture of that bush warbler and after nearly an hour on the ground my knees screaming murder the bird appears on a sunlit branch and my finger is on the shutter when three men in suits burst from the branches pointing at the bird and saying […]
Read MoreAaron Sandberg A Lock of Walt Whitman’s Hair Displayed at the New York Public Library I looked for you beneath the glass and saw a white swirl like a fish being found, diving elsewhere to find me. Aaron Sandberg thinks chilaquiles is an excuse to eat nachos for breakfast and he’s on board. Find him […]
Read MoreMike Cole Climb For Jane At 20,000 feet, roped in a line of silhouettes, stepping single file across a sky scraped clean by wind so strong she can lean her full weight against it, she knows a hurt so deep she closes her eyes before each step and builds new reasons for going on, knows […]
Read MoreAnthony Santulli Something about 12:32 AM and the reverb on this DJ’s voice makes me wish I were a frequency ricocheting like pinballs off the cosmos with no direction except the scimitar edge of your tongue beaming with jazzy code just a few hundred lightyears away. Anthony Santulli is a New Jersey born writer with […]
Read MoreJennifer Minotti My Fears I fear the tangle of my hair clip, an accident from my Volvo wagon, monkeys stealing from my purse, oyster crackers drying my saliva, mice living in the woodpile, and most of all, the shovel that will be used to cover my pine casket. Jennifer Minotti chugs kombucha and devours raw […]
Read MoreDarrell Petska The Poet’s Life as a Dog Collared with words, I trot nose to the tracks of others whose auras, promising more than shuttered faces can tell, taunt like maddening rabbits forever evading my reach. Darrell Petska is a retired university engineering editor from Madison, Wisconsin, and that’s all he has to say about […]
Read MoreEric Mohrman A History Plays Out You dream, tossing above the ruins beneath your bed, subconsciously concocting some other cosmic complaint as the stars flutter down like confetti. Eric Mohrman may or may not accomplish anything worth mentioning in a bio.
Read MoreGeorge Salamon What Language Does Your Muse Speak? When I came to America as a boy I had to cross fallow land between languages, transforming words and stories without abandoning their memories, now I can no longer tell which ones were born to the mother tongue. George Salamon has sat between the chairs of German […]
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