Howie 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.
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Howie Good: “299 792 458 m / s”
Howie 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”
Taylor 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”
Angie 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”
Brad 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”
J. 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.
Read MoreSteven Minchin: “Shooting Juno”
Steven Minchin Shooting Juno I want to shoot this ice, find a way to sit in the sea and trap this chiseled blue, forever. Steven Minchin recently had his head shaved and his 65th poem published.
Read MoreClara Ray Rusinek Klein: “Adhan”
Clara Ray Rusinek Klein Adhan Muezzin calls, birds roust, fluttering into orange Istanbul sunset. Clara Ray Rusinek Klein is an internationally published creative writer and author who can be reached at clararayrusinekklein.wordpress.com.
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