a middle finger...for all the drunks | and their rotten screaming families | for the mental illness | and depression and ...
   by Ross Vassilev

A Waste of Time and InkWhen you write a poem | the last thing | you should be thinking about | is the form or the format. ...
   by Chris Deal

Another Poem About PornosRyan was best at nicking pornos, | Then Pete, then me. | When I think of Ryan now | I think of the ...
   by Mark Staniforth

Apocalypse Generationoutside Sam's Liquor | children dabble in cigarettes | | their stolen bicycles | scattered in the ...
   by RC Edrington

between two godsBad things in the back | of the bus: hormones, | muscles, and make-up. | I sat near the front | and ...
   by D.E. Oprava

Bitch, Bitch, BitchMoist breeze from the south. | Why not in January, | when cold dry skin ...
   by Ray Scanlon

Dead HorsesMy mother weeps from her grave | over my mismatched furniture | and dustballs gathering in dark ...
   by Pris Campbell

EveningWhen I woke up | Napping | Cab or train | Less money more drinks | Train. | Tall lonely friend ...
   by Aimee DeLong

Fat IsobelFat Isobel | waddles along the hot tarmac | | in her school girl plimsols | long white socks, | | ...
   by Jenni Fagan

Ferris WheelWhat am I doing, today, | outliving you? | | Well, that’s not a fair cop, | now, is it? | | Kinda ...
   by Alan Britt

FluidsNever knowingly aware | of the need to taste the fluids | until after transatlantic conversations | | ...
   by Andrew Taylor

Homecoming1 | The moon is | leaking blood. | | People kill | for the same reasons | | bridges fail. | | | 2 | I ...
   by Howie Good

I Like To SeeI like to see | Coats draped | On the wooden backs | Of chairs so much | Children’s jackets and ...
   by Frank Walsh

impassablegod drowned | in a Caribbean | bathtub | | the clock | stopped moving | | stones stick | to my clear | ...
   by Puma Perl

Insomnia ParadeStanding outside with my cigarette | Lit up in this black dusty light | It, only wanting to be ...
   by Aimee DeLong

Jesus Sleeps On My CouchJesus says he needs a place to crash | just for a couple of days, man | until I can get back on my ...
   by James Babbs

Just another day @ the Office for somea petite ebonette | w/ a pink dress | a foray-queen of hearts | patterns.. | heaves and vomits | in ...
   by Frankie Metro

MeteorsMeteors - the finless fish | that streak black seas of pearl, | are freshly born from roe of dreams ...
   by Duane J Jackson

MythI wanted to feel the music of your shoulders | Watch the tension of C.D. turn to 8 track | I read ...
   by Ellyn Maybe

Nights It Was Too Hot To Stay In The ApartmentWe drove to the lake, then stopped | at my grandmother’s. The grown ups | sat in the screened porch ...
   by Lyn Lifshin

No Questions AskedYou think you know me because | We share the same bed | Know where I work | What restaurants I ...
   by A.D. Winans

Now That The Buffalo Are GoneWe were fighting the Indians in Florida. You said a joke without a punchline isn’t a real joke. ...
   by Howie Good

Poem For A Friend In PrisonHello Joe | I could handle the name change | but they keep transferring you | to so many different ...
   by A.D. Winans

Sitting In The Brown Chair With Let's Pretend On The RadioI don’t think how the | m and m’s that soothe | only made my fat legs | worse. I’m not thinking | ...
   by Lyn Lifshin

Stockholm SyndromeThe poetry reading starts | forty-five minutes late, | as expected. | | We take our seats, | holding ...
   by Matt Galletta

The Blood SpeakingAfter earth ruins freed you from a mortal’s dream, | I scoured my hands with a blunt pumice ...
   by John Swain

The Carnivaleach step a stumble, each yellow heartbeat the scent | of the earth pouring life into the dirt like ...
   by James H Duncan

The Devil Didn't Mark You, Those Marks Came From The ManYou said guys liked it filthy, the filthier the better | you once got naked in a room of ten and ...
   by Jenni Fagan

THE ONLY GOOD COMMIE IS A DEAD COMMIE!waiting for the | unemployment check | as the bad memories | bounce round inside the | hollow of my | ...
   by Ross Vassilev

The Stonecutter’s BallsI want the comment | on my headstone | to simply read: |      “Beat Ya” | | Actually, | I ...
   by Bill Gainer

Those birdsEvery street I walk down | I come by the places | where I used to live, | and with every step | I ...
   by Tyler Bigney

To Hurricane Juan, 1985I think I was still fighting the algae in my mouth when | a man made of silver wagged | his tongue at ...
   by April Michelle Bratten

too tiredi am tired | too tired to cry | or do anything else | | i am hungover again | tired of being hungover | ...
   by John Grochalski

Uptown ManI got a sharkskin suit | pocket watch & fob | alligator skin shoes | & a fancy fedora cocked | real low ...
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   by F.N. Wright

Vampires of the morning –she’s up early – | no reflection in the mirror | there’s nothing there | she wants to see – | ...
   by Bill Gainer

All SmilesIT'S IMPOSSIBLE FOR ME TO IMAGINE going my whole life without having kids. I want to be a mother ...
   by Audrey T. Carroll

Between Living and DyingSHE HAD NEVER SEEN ANYTHING REALLY DEAD. | | At least not as dead as this. | | Zero curled up against ...
   by Ally Malinenko

Double-TakeIN A GESTURE LEARNED FROM CLASSIC MOVIES featuring smoky bars I asked the bartender to buy the ...
   by Faith Gardner

Eester EggI SCRAMBLED my grocery cart—aptly named Enterprise, after the famed starship—to beat her to the ...
   by David W. Fry

McUNIVERSE | THAT'LL BE $4827.56, | Mabeline says to the garlok standing in front of her. The garlok grumbles ...
   by Danger_ Slater

My office“THERE'S MY OFFICE!” I said aloud, though alone in my car. | | Compared to “my P.O.” or ...
   by Josh Olsen

Red Fez and PancakesTRY EXPLAINING TO TWO PARAMEDICS that the reason your dick is stuck in the cadaver of an old woman ...
   by Craig Wallwork

Seeing GodMY SECOND DADDY DIED IN THE RIVER. He always made me call him Daddy around people but his name was ...
   by E.E. Barnes

Side Effects IncludeONE FRIDAY ABOUT FIVE YEARS AGO, my boss, Kay, walked into my office and asked me to tell her why I ...
   by John Gifford

The Issue of the WatchTHE CHURCH BELLS RANG OUT from over the hill and I listened for the hour, but the wind took the ...
   by Grant Catton

The Maple LeafI'VE TOLD THIS STORY so many times—mostly to strangers at bars, or to people whom I badly wanted ...
   by Nathan Graziano

The Pubic Lice AffairIT WAS NEARLY NOON ON A MONDAY and I was in the Flower Pot. Aside from the Polish bird working ...
   by Joseph Ridgwell

To Have the AssHE JUST WANTED TO DANCE, but his girlfriend wouldn’t let him. | | So they drove home. Tensely. | | ...
   by Sean Pravica

Tuesday7:25 AM | | Dave paced nervously in his chair, glancing at his watch. He wasn't late yet, but he'd ...
   by Brian Hartman

Dispatches From Atlantis #1I SWEAR it’s not like me to normally want to beat the crap out of senior citizens, but this one ...
   - Last Gasps on Valencia St. -
   by Paul Corman-Roberts

Observations of a Dumb Polack #2MAYBE IT WAS THE WAY he asked for the scotch and water that caught the fella’s attention on the ...
   - Dunk Tank -
   by Karl Koweski

RFETSI DON'T KNOW where to start this story. That isn't a point of narrative - it's just my being honest ...
   by Shannon Peil

Thanksgiving with The Blonde In The Brown JacketIF YOU FIND YOURSELF awakened by an eccentric, foul tempered neighbor called el Jefe in the hallway ...
   by Timothy Braun

The Lives of The PoetsTHE IDEA WAS TO LOOK FOR A JOB, and I did, for a little while. I put on my good jacket, stuffed ...
   by William Taylor Jr.

A Personal Appeal from Red Fez Founder Leopold McGinnisThis holiday season, when you support the man...you're supporting Red ...
   by Leopold McGinnis