Rodd Whelpley New Year’s Resolution Physically and egotistically there needs to be much less of me. Rodd Whelpley is the secret poet in residence at the Illinois Municipal Electric Agency, where he also runs an electric efficiency program for 33 cities in the state.
Read MoreRodd Whelpley Those Gordal Olives at Whole Foods In back of every perfect gift, we crave to find the hand of God, but rarely want to pray to that girl, who never did well in school, wearing now from nine to five blue latex gloves and dreaming always of Saturday night, as she makes her […]
Read MoreTrish Saunders To the actor portraying Federico Garcia Lorca You are old now, too old for this part leave Lorca dreaming of apples in his Spanish grave, and tend to your own trees, with plums full of worms. Trish Saunders writes poems from Honolulu and Seattle and, in her imagination, from the shores of Crescent Lake.
Read MoreShloka Shankar Green Room A break-up is like Death pacing up and down in the green room, his penultimate appearance before the curtain closes. Shloka Shankar is a freelance writer from India. She loves experimenting with found poetry, haiku, and mixed media. Shloka is also the founding editor of Sonic Boom.
Read MoreC. G. Vowles Parados When the last pigeon dies and tilts itself from life, let us have blackbirds to darken the frosted rooftops. C. G. Vowles teaches English in a boarding school in North Yorkshire, dividing his free time between writing poetry and writing essays on obscure pop-cultural phenomena.
Read MoreTrish Saunders Uncomplaining Poems Lunchtime Détente I pretend your rhinestone bracelet glitters from your wrist and not the floor— you will gaze at the ceiling when our waiter hands over my credit card, hesitates before speaking.
Read MoreKeith Nunes The sound she makes when having sex is like the last of a species caught in a blizzard. Keith Nunes (Lake Rotoma, New Zealand) was a newspaper sub-editor for more than 20 years but now he writes to stay grounded in unsanitised bulgur wheat.
Read MoreKeith Nunes Inside the green so deeply the ferryman seems like a far-off star suggesting Thai for dinner. Keith Nunes (Lake Rotoma, New Zealand) was a newspaper sub-editor for more than 20 years but now he writes to stay grounded in unsanitised bulgur wheat.
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