by Chloe N. Clark The waves finally were what changed him. The ceaseless crash and pull. Or that’s what he’ll say if anyone asks. He’ll say how he couldn’t stand the rushing of the deep turning over or the color or the weight. He won’t say how he looked back to the others and only … Continue Reading
Literature, Poetry
By A.J. Huffman I wish my mouth was missing. Or locked. Like a gate to the hell it creates. Fires like tidal waves fly from my tongue. Burning everything I hope to touch. And while the ashes are beautiful, they dissolve against my skin. Lingering. Like another layer of useless desire.
Literature, Poetry
by Chloe N. Clark when I wanted you, I wanted you in pieces of color like cloths being cut for patterns, like pieces of quartz ground down and mixed with glue, spread across my skin until I hardened like cicada husks thinking I belonged as part of you. when I wanted you, I wanted the … Continue Reading
Literature, Poetry
by James Valvis artwork by Getabo Back then we thought we were ninjas, shadows of that summer, dressed in camouflage, split-toe boots, ski masks, and ropes we used for belts; we darted from tree to tree, practicing assassination, mayhem, and espionage. You taught me a few words in Japanese, and we both chose a favorite weapon. … Continue Reading
Literature, Poetry
By Carolina M. Hinojosa She sits in the middle of the room A lonely unveiled figurine She is surrounded by mistakes The edges gnawed Mangled With a series of clothespins she dangles them like luminaries Blazed Blistered Bemused Be s t i l l They begin to harden Her conviction flawed Inconvenient
Literature, Poetry
By Ryan Pratt I was given things I couldn’t take care of. Trifles – withstanding death’s gate as heirlooms, becoming. A freckle between breasts. We forged our histories. Blackened the handle inscribed to our wash tags as though we hadn’t shared a short drive through a snow-globe’s stooped tree-limbs, the aging bungalows crouched to scale, … Continue Reading
Literature, Poetry
By Melissa Dobson He called her M; wrote it just that way She heard Em Diminutive, short for heroine Emily, or Ermengarde From the German ermen (whole) and gard (en garde! enclosed) A stand-in For the everyday Of says and does And what the fuck is this Intelligence was rare The letters spare My dearest … Continue Reading
Literature, Poetry
By T. Petrov Pavlova If a mother bore a son To love a mistress whenas time shall come Then the man that fathered me Shouldst hath let a son to be Thro’ youth maiden not to wander An’ wait this lang to hear song yonder Ere my love met thine Father’s gift wast smile mine Bliss … Continue Reading
Literature, Poetry
By D. J. Rogers When the rain comes it seems that everyone has gone away. Today, it’s too dreary for me to get out of bed as the abusive lifelines on the palms of dawn unfold I ask myself what the use is in crying to begin with. These tears blend into raindrops and race … Continue Reading
Literature, Poetry
By E.R. Sanchez Heriberta Sanchez, born to a father spitting agave needles at her. She didn’t speak for ten years, stuttering cancels importance. Female expectations mean the oldest receives punishment for sibling mistakes while working like la Cenicienta, scrubbing floors for her wicked Stepmother. She watches her teen mother taking thirty years old fists for … Continue Reading
Literature, Poetry
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