Michael Passafiume regrets Their chains rattle incessantly but I don’t hear them anymore. Michael Passafiume’s ill-timed submission (a week after Maya Angelou’s death) of his poem “i know why the caged bird screams” was summarily rejected by the Beloit Poetry Journal.
Read MoreNabeela Altaf A poor man’s serenade They had air to eat with sips of imagination. Nabeela Altaf is a 3rd year medical student from Pakistan, suffering from an avid obsession with writing.
Read MoreHowie Good September There was a crimson hearse (it isn’t just some theory), & before we could even react, summer had disappeared, a parabola of dribble wiped from a baby’s chin. Howie Good co-edits White Knuckle Press with Dale Wisely.
Read MoreHowie Good 299 792 458 m / s The victims were granted an unconditional right to scream, their shrill operatic voices startling birds off roofs & ledges, & then light began to lose speed, & from my seat on the train, I saw Jupiter’s four largest moons, wildflowers flicker & fade, walls of faces alternating […]
Read MoreTaylor Graham Forget the Cowboy At the Feed & Seed’s big annual sale, a tall, good-looking guy walks past Mary with a horse-halter slung over his shoulder, and she follows him with her eyes, gazing at that halter lonesome for a horse, and realizing how much older she’s gotten since last year’s Bucket Sale. Taylor […]
Read MoreAngie Werren For no reason at all my little dog barks so ferociously he falls off the bed and I wonder what I’m missing that I don’t sleep with one eye open, ready to defend with my bared teeth this space. Angie Werren lives and writes in a tiny house in Ohio.
Read MoreBrad Rose Power Failure Since you stormed out, faster than lightning, I lie here, awake, in the night’s dark bruise, waiting for the next blackout. Brad Rose was born and raised in southern California, and lives in Boston. His chapbook of miniature fiction is from Right Hand Pointing, Coyotes Circle the Party Store.
Read MoreJ. R. Solonche Euclidean For the first time in a hundred years, pulled up, then stacked on the scrap metal truck, the railroad tracks met. Four-time Pushcart as well as Best of the Net nominee, J.R. Solonche has been publishing in magazines and anthologies since the early 70s.
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