by Rickey Rivers Jr. My time away broke scenery. The protagonist found themselves in a different place and time,the antagonist nowhere around,the setting so much brighter. Oh, such brightness without you.Oh, such joy to be had.Oh, I sing a song aloud.Others stop and stare. I care not, blissful tears are sweetand my heart is like a harp. Loud is my Read More
Tag: love
fragmented no. 8
by DAH 1. … from now on, a reshuffling of diction,word-acrobatics, perspectives gleaming withnew realities: somebody built an orange treeagainst the other things around it, to feaston boiled eggs in the cold hand of a plate,the convulsions of the world can only goso far: it’s a matter of course … … regression is a retelling of history, mind-formsthat are slipping: Read More
the way to a man’s heart is through his stomach
by Haley Morgan McKinnon my partner makes me my favorite meal and eats plain noodles by the handful as he goeshe tells me if you ever bring a glass cutting board into my house I will break up with youbut he uses it anyway and as he chops garlic into fineness he is focused and he makesthe same face as Read More
child
by Iolana Paedelt cut me with your liesandlet me bleed out,drown in red blood-as i sinkdown,deeper into the dark abyss,still thinking that it’s love,when all you want issee me chokeon your darkness,so you can breathe. i asked you to stay.i said“you don’t have to leave.”you gave me all your words,your promises,and did it anyway.now i don’t know what is more Read More
You Can’t Be Truly Happy On Tuesdays
by Mileva Anastasiadou I’d hate Tuesdays if it weren’t for you. Tuesdays are boring until five, when you arrive. Mom thinks I deserve better, yet mom doesn’t count, for that’s what moms always say. The clock’s ticking, she’ll say next, which doesn’t sound as threatening as she’d like, as what comes to mind is that huge clock on the wall, Read More
Blueberry Waffles & A Side of Poignancy
by Neel Trivedi Chip Taylor opened his eyes as a shrieking sound pierced through his ears and painfully made its way to his head. He cursed himself for setting the sound so loud as he reached over and turned the alarm off his phone. As he checked his messages, he looked at the day. It’s Sunday, he thought. He paused Read More
Amazing Things Are Happening Here (Book Review)
Our mainland pachyderms recently ventured out to some islands, courtesy of Jacob M. Appel’s Amazing Things Are Happening Here (available through Black Lawrence Press and Amazon). And despite the irony in the title’s origin, we found Appel’s worlds eye-opening and, well, amazing. Familiar Places Most of Appel’s collection takes place on or near either Cormorant Island, Florida, or Creve Coeur Read More
To me you are,
by Narmadhaa Sivaraja (N) Have you ever washed a coffee plunger? The jug is the easy part. The filter, however, is a wet mess of clingy dregs that’ve made their way into the tiniest of pores, overstaying their welcome like guests who’d muddied your carpets, who’d forgotten what cleanup meant, or how to spot the puddles of molten wax on Read More
in a Jacksonville hotel
by Haley Morgan McKinnon this morning I wake up and I am strongerthere is sunlight through the window and I open my mouth to drink itmay it turn into new breath in my lungs I fluff the pillows that I almost tore apart last night in the grip of my grief like a snakeclutching the life from its prey except Read More
Hole in Chest with Arrow
by Elisabeth Horan 1937 Life is something I had with youIt doesn’t matter which ulcer you choose Her or meMe or herLove or agonyMy body becomesa trash yard Pero mírala – Floreciendo como una mujerMás hermosa – más útil – para ti Yet look at her – Blossoming like a womanmore lovely – more useful – for you She Read More