BasementI PUSH HER INTO THE BASEMENT. Slow and steady, her weight shifts, dramatically folding and ...
    by Daryn Houston
College MaterialHERE, LOOK, this guy you have to like: Rudolfo Daniel Guzman. Played JV ball at North Bergen. 2.54 ...
    by Louis Wittig
Erin Just Wouldn't EatTHE SUN CREPT THROUGH THE BLINDS and eased Mick awake. He blinked his eyes, hard, and rubbed his ...
    by Rhys Milsom
Magma BodiesREAL WOMEN are magma bodies. He almost slips on the glasslike epiphany of it on his way from the ...
    by John Kuligowski
On The RockRICHIE COASTED DOWN THE HILL in his chocolate-brown Plymouth Duster and turned into the shopping ...
    by Christina Hoag
The Memories Of FlatwormsThe Memories Of | Flatworms | | In the early 1950’s Dr. James McConell ran experiments ...
    by Ann Eveleigh

A Glowworm on Wheels since inside lights are on, one can’t see out through the inky tint, | but can be studied like ...
    by Paul Handley
After Happy HourI came home last night, | collapsed on the sofa, no TV, | no book, no dinner for me | or for Rex, his ...
    by Jean Brasseur
Alien RobotsAlien robots from deep space are coming | to round up and kill all and only | Jews with beards. | I am ...
    by Jeff Klooger
cat woman eatingI saw a cat woman | eating a small bird. She | only left the wings. I | saw her ...
    by Luis Cuauhtemoc Berriozabal
cookie donorthe toothpaste suds coat | the chewy chocolate chip | chunks in a sheen of minty | green to make the ...
    by KJ Hays
Help me drown the moonlight you remember when we held bottles of wine | and roamed the streets like mad escaped | prisoners ...
    by James H Duncan
Infinite releaseyou are the shit. | seriously. | | the chocolate hot dog | sliding out | after a well-balanced diet ...
    by Shonna Gillis
It's Not What It Looks LikeThat's what she says | as she slips you out of her | and stutters to get dressed. | | She says you're ...
    by Jason L. Huskey
Jake's ConfessionToday I got married. | | Had to get married. | It was time | and the woman was right. | | Hadn’t I ...
    by John Grey
Little. Yellow. DifferentSays the slogan. | Come and meet us in Thaime. | Provide the comfort of home | you solicit nowhere ...
    by Jason L. Huskey
Love's Death Roller(s)Ah, to do the greatest of these with the greatest of ease... | I am worried full of sick over love. ...
    by KJ Hays
Midnight BatherAt night my crooked flamingos look neon. At night | the mahogany earth emits an odor of ...
    by Laura Rheaume
Seeking ReligionI tripped as I left | the tavern (I was | falling down drunk) | & realized I needed | to find god & ...
    by F.N. Wright
Statica weariness     that is     wearing | | the chirps     of crickets     the self     ...
    by Arlene Ang