Howie Good Spring 2017 Against the cynical background chatter of invisible birds, terribly thin branches tremble with buds, red sores on the tortured arms of a junkie. Howie Good is the author of The Loser’s Guide to Street Fighting, winner of the 2017 Lorien Prize from Thoughtcrime Press, and Dangerous Acts Starring Unstable Elements, winner […]
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Arushi Singh Stardust And we We’re just stardust My love Try to find our way back To the sky. Arushi Singh has been lurking around for 20 years.
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Jimat Achmadi End of the year, the radio is still switched on, dust on the door and the window glass. Jimat Achmadi was born in Yogyakarta, writing to unravel himself on a traffic-jam.
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Keith Nunes Lake as an empty symbol Songs tell of the lake as a subsisting pool of spiritual joy but lately echoes carry far into the hollows of the empty lake and the trout are screaming. Keith Nunes lives beside Lake Rotoma in NZ, gets published and is/was a former newspaper sub-editor, drunk, gambler and […]
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Robert Lee Whitmire I’m Sure moons fly by faster now, propelled by cold white fire, or perhaps that’s just cataracts braiding moon glades in my eyes. Robert Lee Whitmire is a retired journalist and photographer and currently is employed as a grandfather and nascent poet.
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Ben Telicki Dear Olivia Death is a part of life, and outlet shopping depends on my boredom level. Ben Telicki wrote that.
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