3 Haiku ~passing | through a locked fence.. | the white butterfly | | ~by the willow's | shade, a water lily | ...
   by Rita Odeh

A PeopleThey called you falcon warrior, | your hundred thousand | moving 55 million cubics from | borrow pits ...
   by Wanda Morrow Clevenger

Fine DiningTogether, we went beyond our means. | Che Guevara t-shirt, jeans, hoodie, fedora, backpack, | met ...
   by Paula E. Kirman

Futile ResistanceHow times have changed. | While waiting at the gate | they asked folks to name | favorite ...
   by Gary Glauber

He Exercised to Exorcise His SizeThose intolerable intolerant punks | Their painful lesson would not lessen | They taught through ...
   by Andy Bury

LeftoversThey were really | just drunken brawls – | Bette and Arthur's | (mom and step-dad's) | little ...
   by Bill Gainer

let’s talk relationships |           here’s the balls out truth   |           and you may very well ...
   by Jeffery Van den engh

Moe, Larry and Iggy PopIf asked they would have | claimed to be suffering a kind | of delayed PTSD directly related | to ...
   by Alan Catlin

Mr. Jimmy Saidthis poem you sent in | means nothing to me | it causes nothing | to rise up in my brain | of either ...
   by Larry Blumen

MY BABY DREAMS OF MONET'S 'THE BEACH AT POURVILLE' EVERY TIME HE FALLS ASLEEPIt can be unnerving: | Soft summer clouds slip to the | Floor, | | And blankets hold the room to | ...
   by Rhonda C. Poynter

Naked Except Our Sunglasseson command | we rip ourselves apart | | | layers of corduroy and jean, | sailcloth, whipchord, ...
   by Bud Smith

ON EMERGING FROM A COMA, CERTAIN THAT MOUTH-to-MOUTH RESUSCITATION HAS BEEN ADMINISTERED BY PABLO PICASSOThe taste of matchboxes and | Crumpled cigarette | Packets brought me back: | | He blew color into my | ...
   by Rhonda C. Poynter

Prayer Or SurrenderIt was Mission St. and 9 a.m. | I was walking to work on a Monday | and part of it was the hangover | ...
   by William Taylor Jr.

Quantum PoetryThe state of being two | diametrically opposed conditions | at once is a profound | volition of ...
   by Garrett Phelan

Rural ExcursionsI. | I asked him to pose | beside the Blessed Virgin | of the Roadside shrine. | He declined. I ...
   by Paula E. Kirman

Sensation: Holy Virgin MaryLo, she awes as easily she repels, | But where is it writ, she should please us all? | Some rather ...
   by Allen Hope

Some Kind Of GiftHer never-ending need | is a lightless sea, | vast and bottomless; | | her sadness just | another ...
   by William Taylor Jr.

The Class War“I don’t want to be in this fucking poem!” | is what got said. You black the doorway, bruise | ...
   - For Emma -
   by Peter Branson

The JobThey don’t want | your talent | they want your | skill. | | Two different things, | way different ...
   by Bill Gainer

The ShawneeCyan spirit worlds speak to us in Russian, | but the political ‘ghost’ rests un-intimidated. | ...
   by Dan Hedges

UntitledIsn’t enough enough to make | Us reconsider our place | In the shake down | | When yes and for | The ...
   by Frank Walsh

Varium et mutabile semper femina“Changing the position | Of your bed | Will mess up your sex life.” | | So I was informed | By ...
   by Hal Daniel

And Ye Shall Be HealedJESUS! IT MUST BE 11 O'CLOCK. I've got an 8:30 class tomorrow, Goddamit!  If it's anyone but ...
   - (For Cari) -
   by Brian Hartman

ExposureWHAT BRINGS YOU to these woods?  What brings you here on a moonless night, far from the road, far ...
   by Lewis J. Beilman III

SENIOR PROJECTIT WAS SO MUCH FUN living three blocks off campus with your best friend as roommate. Not like ...
   by Bill Pieper

SPRINGTIME FOR PAPAPAPA, WHO FANCIED HIMSELF THE PISS KING of the entire world, emerged naked from the breezeway door ...
   by Steven Gulvezan

Tales Of Bewilderment And Angst | chang and eng | | I invited Chang and Eng over for a barbeque. Big mistake. Those guys ...
   by M.V. Montgomery

The FlatI CLIMBED DOWN THE ALPINE-STEEP ROCKY PATH from the flat where a tiny cabin housed me for the ...
   by George L. Sparling

Thrill ShowLINCOLN WAS driving crumbling asphalt roads through the farm country that was the narrow spine of ...
   by W.C. Bamberger

What February Feels LikeBY THE TIME I LEAVE FOR THE BUS to work the raised white bumps spelling out “Housatonic River” ...
   by Ronit Feinglass Plank

What We KeepTHEY ARE IN A BOX, they are condoms, and they are used. Part of the pleasure in having a secret is ...
   by Bryan Howie

When Angie Broke UpANGELA SAT IN THE SCIENCE CLASS and took notes for the first time. | | She listened as the teacher ...
   by BC Petrakos

24 Oct 2009VALPARAISO/GARY, IN | | 24 Oct 2009 | | Dearest Diary: | | I am making an honest attempt to weave ...
   by Tim Murray

A Journey to the PointeTHE SENSATION OF PUTTING on those pink satin forms of torture inspires the soul. The dream of ...
   by Jasmine

DISPATCHES FROM ATLANTISDebra and John and I lie on the blanket spread out between Stanyan Street and Needle Lake, where ...
   - Panhandle's End * -
   by Paul Corman-Roberts

FN Wright Comes HomeMICHELE MCDANNOLD AND I pull into the cemetery about 45 minutes early to FN Wright’s funeral. ...
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   by Patrick Simonelli

JESSICAIT WAS A GENERAL ADMISSION SHOW at the gates of oblivion. I waded through a sea of people all ...
   by Bud Smith

Mack's Card ShackAS USUAL, Mack’s Card Shack is closed. | | In fact, I can’t recall the last time I’d ...
   by Josh Olsen

Strawberry Bitch #1: Recycling’s A BitchREALITY CAN BE SKEWED by geography. | | What passes for “normal” in one place can change in ...
   - Or, How Nothing Has Changed Since The Ghost Parade -
   by Lynn Alexander

The Last Days of Los Angeles # 9I WAS CALLED IN TO BE TOLD THAT I WILL NO LONGER BE NEEDED. Reason being: I had been dishonest ...
   - The purpose(lessness) of words: how to change the world -
   by Luis Rivas

The Left-Handed SmokerIN ALL ACTUALITY, Reinaldo Silva Montez was a second rate luchador in Guadalajara; ...
   - VOL. VI: Hierbas y luchadores. -
   by Frankie Metro

WhistletownSACRAMENTO DOESN'T HAVE A NOON WHISTLE. Instead, they blow a siren for a full minute on the last ...
   by Crawdad Nelson

WHY POETRY? Reviews/Interviews with Poets #1I HAVE BEEN WRITING REVIEWS for a while now, sometimes Pro bono for small press publications, other ...
   - DONALD LEV, A Very Funny Fellow, NYQ Books, 2012 -
   by Rebecca Schumejda

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