Brad Rose Early Spring Evening Three-Car Collision The rain, evenly distributed, acting pretty in the black and chrome stare of six stunned headlights. Blue Period At the end of the saddest sentence, you pause, avert your face, and gaze out the maternity hospital’s window, into the broken-hearted distance, as if searching for the perfect punctuation. […]
Read MoreB. T. Joy 4:45 AM Trying to describe it I came to this conclusion: this blue light, at this time in the morning, at this time of the year, in this part of the northern hemisphere, has always reminded me of having something to get up for. B.T. Joy could never decide whether to […]
Read MoreBarry Marks What Was Lost Because of the fear because of the years without the fear we will never again make love nakedly. Barry Marks is a Birmingham, Alabama attorney whose poetry, fiction, articles and essays have been published in nearly 100 journals, magazines and periodicals. His book of poetry, Possible Crocodiles (Brick Road Poetry Press), […]
Read MoreDavid Tomaloff Sentience, Unscientifically If the only stir outside your cabin door is that of the trees, beware their indifference. Job Security Some nights, when the neighbor down the street, Duane, got extra drunk, his voice could be heard echoing into the wee hours, declaring with such unwavering certainty, the words “Dog, I’m more of […]
Read MoreUma Gowrishankar The Tree You are secreted in the root, flower as a rumor, burrow in the cleft between leaf & color, skin & intent, burgeon as a fruit when desire becomes a verb. Uma Gowrishankar clears space in her garden and watches the evening sky every day, every single day.
Read MoreJenny Garza Seventh of May Lime green shoelaces, frayed at the ends and wrapped ever so economically with dollar store cellophane tape, escape from mottled grommets that offer no resistance to their exhilarating quest for freedom. Jenny Garza has the attention span of a gnat and is currently on a quest for a complete and coherent […]
Read MoreRichard J. O’Brien Fireflies At dusk, my place among all creatures is measured by starlight spread low over a field. Richard J. O’Brien is a graduate of the Fairleigh Dickinson University MFA Program in Creative Writing, and he lives in Havertown, PA.
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