I met the Australian man with the Russian wife again. Neither looked to pleased to see me almost straight away he asked me what I did. I have been waiting a long time for someone to ask I said and I was tempted to say I am retarded and when they ask again I would … Continue reading A Poem by Marc Caver
The Devil on Drums
By Ryan Quinn Flanagan Have you ever looked at the projects and wondered why those that claim they could terraform Mars don’t start right here on earth? I guess it is a prestige thing. Who wants to terraform Regent Park when you can terraform Mars? That’s the red planet. Has its own crayon and everything. … Continue reading The Devil on Drums
The Tooth Fairy
By Dr.Imbesat Maheen Syed The tooth fairy came in, In the middle of the night. Tip toeing in from Her fairy land, With a gift in Her hand. Mother told Me to sleep tight, I kept My tooth by the pillow, holding onto it tight. I dreamt of candy canes and chocolates, And mumbled … Continue reading The Tooth Fairy
The Muse
By Robert Stout The Muse “What?” “You need to write.” “Why?” “Because I won’t let you sleep if you don’t.” “Bull. I have sleeping pills.” “And how are they working for you?” “Okay, I’m sleeping less than before.” “Exactly. You need to write.” “I don’t know what to write.” “So?” “How am I supposed to … Continue reading The Muse
Living On Earth
By Natasha Kafka 1. Day and night Is the Earth flat? Holographic picture of the moon in the billion years old sky Death and the knight playing poker at the seashore the missing joker slowly burns at the Earth`s inner core 2. Cockroach nonradioactive milk the poison … Continue reading Living On Earth
In My Old Neighborhood
By Alyssa Trivett The trains run every so often, jackhammering off and above the track and the sound effects are glass smashing in a silent movie ear shrill pounding nails into quicksand. Kids fish reel their bikes over different Tetris levels of sidewalks, an elderly man hula hoops in front of his work desk on his driveway in … Continue reading In My Old Neighborhood
More Poems By Ben Nardolilli
To Governor’s Island On the way to Governor’s Island, We take the only transportation available, a ferry It’s a noisy vessel, but it rides smooth Over the gray waves of New York Harbor Which crash between Manhattan and Long Island At first, we sit together on a white metal bench, Surrounded by children and lost … Continue reading More Poems By Ben Nardolilli
Parking Lot Puddle
By Alyssa Trivett You seep, loosely filing into paper pavement and bleeding clear ink. Filled cavity. Flossing into charred broken bottle puzzle piece corners, an art project sifting in a parking lot this hungover evening. Alyssa Trivett is a wandering soul from the Midwest. She chirps down coffee while scrawling lines on the back of gas … Continue reading Parking Lot Puddle
Poems by Ben Nardolilli
Reconciliation and Distribution Why the referencing? I don’t want to get a zero Why the problem with citation language? because I want a net settlement Why the affirmation? because I want to pull the schedule. Why consent to the distribution? it’s the only way to merge with the field Keenly Developed Moral Bankruptcy I play … Continue reading Poems by Ben Nardolilli
Afternoon Jack
By Alyssa Trivett Afternoon Jack I dub thee, with the cigar hanging out of your mouth, a half-broken toothbrush tree branch lingering over the pool ledge. Old construction and computer equipment take up residence in the back of your mashed up boxcar, glued and gluten free with duct tape, as you glide over those scarred … Continue reading Afternoon Jack
