Flower Conroy Hellflowers Miniflora, no greater than spilled pearls, polka-dot the lawn with their violent reds. After Burying the Dead Everything translates itself anew—stairwell, rosary, pyx—even the light entering the kitchen as I wipe my hands on this yellow apron. An aficionado of watermelon garnished with fresh-squeezed lemon, Flower Conroy is also the author of Escape […]
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Erica Sternin: 2 poems
Erica Sternin Before Cancer My staccato heels sharply Made it clear that I was all business, And taller than you, And very busy. Stage III As if in a nightmare, I discovered A zombie nursed at my breast. Erica Sternin lives and works in Seattle Washington, when she’s not shapeshifting, she works as a children’s […]
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Bradley K Meyer Nautical Scene Drink beer from a big glass to know what it’s like to be a ship in a bottle. Bradley K Meyer writes from Dayton, Ohio.
Read MoreCatherine B. Krause: Goals
Catherine B. Krause CELO (en Esperanto) La celo de panjo estis diplomitiĝi sed la celo de paĉjo estis panjo. GOALS Mom’s goal was to graduate college but dad’s goal was mom. Catherine B. Krause is a person.
Read MoreLou Graves: she’s sleeping now
Lou Graves she’s sleeping now She’s sleeping now and i don’t feel like waking her but i’ll tell her you called. Lou Graves is the author of there is an emptiness a collection of poems. www.lougraves.webs.com
Read MoreWilliam Cullen, Jr: 2 poems
William Cullen Jr. Rapture As the moon crosses the sun fireflies briefly appear like souls set free from the dark earth. Tanka A hawk skims the trees as a squirrel’s mad dash through the oaks shakes loose yellow leaves marking its escape down the block one step ahead of the night. William Cullen, Jr., a veteran […]
Read MoreErica Goss: Fever Dream
Erica Goss Fever Dream I have decided to let this infection till my body, though it may break me as surely as the plow broke the prairie, opening me like new soil for fine white roots, foreign seed. Erica Goss is the Poet Laureate of Los Gatos, CA.
Read MoreMichael K. Gause: Afterglow
Michael K. Gause Afterglow Drifting off, I see the moonlight finally got you right an ocean cream calm and wide fleshed by shadow and dreaming of annihilation. Michael K. Gause lives, laughs, and loves in that order.
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