Devon Balwit In the Darkroom You clamped the negative and the blank sheet into the enlarger, mysterious with dials, right hand working the wands that let just enough light fall on the naked page for the features to ghost, perfect, from the developer before you slid them into the sour fixative, pinning them with rubber […]
Read MoreBill Yarrow Tomorrow On the febrile edge of consternation, I hear the howling vowels of aspiration. Bill Yarrow is the author of The Vig of Love (Glass Lyre Press 2016), Blasphemer (Lit Fest Press 2015), and Pointed Sentences (BlazeVOX 2012).
Read MoreBill Yarrow People Who Go to Poems for Truth What is wrong with you? Bill Yarrow is the author of The Vig of Love (Glass Lyre Press 2016), Blasphemer (Lit Fest Press 2015), and Pointed Sentences (BlazeVOX 2012).
Read MoreRon. Lavalette Mercy He takes a breath feels the switch hears the click and almost instantly all the numbers disappear forever. Ron. Lavalette collects his many published works at EGGS OVER TOKYO.
Read MoreJames LaMontagne Hemlock (Tsuga candensis) 200 years took its toll, broke inside from shake twisting back into the ground. James LaMontagne studied creative writing and forestry at the University of Massachusetts and has lived in Montana, Texas, Connecticut and Massachusetts.
Read MoreJames LaMontagne Pitch Pine (Pinus rigida) 84 brown tongues aflame from below, glossolalia spilling from their serotinous cones seeds from hell. James LaMontagne studied creative writing and forestry at the University of Massachusetts and has lived in Montana, Texas, Connecticut and Massachusetts.
Read MoreJ. R. Solonche I Learned How to Write Poetry I learned how to write poetry the day I opened the rejection from the editor of the prestigious university quarterly who wrote, “This is BS.” JR Solonche is author of Beautiful Day (Deerbrook Editions), Won’t Be Long (Deerbrook Editions), Heart’s Content (Five Oaks Press), and coauthor […]
Read MoreMichael McInnis Travelogue of Australia From Circular Quay to King’s Cross, sailors traffic in lies and tattoo the sky with debauchery. While in the Navy, Michael McInnis chased white whales and Soviet submarines.
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