By Thomas Page If I were to ask you who I was, what you say? Not in some philosophical sense Where I am condensed like soup in my forms Or torn asunder by Scottish logic But in a “it’s blah guy” sense of the word. I don’t think anyone knows who they are truly But … Continue reading Alphabets: Lambda
Poems by Joe Welch
Dream Baby Dream lightly, then glide Wakefully through a loose-lipped life Bang each drum brought your way Apologize where necessary When tossed a ball, toss it back When planted in the ground, be sure to multiply Given twenty, save ten, spend Ten, make up ten, and dedicate ten Dream lightly, but carry a big lipstick … Continue reading Poems by Joe Welch
Poetry by Robert Cooperman
A Latin Elective, Brooklyn College, 1968 While our knees pistoned for Professor Kaplan to hand out the passages we’d have to translate for our final exam, Eleanor mumbled, “Latin’s a dead language, as dead as it can be; first it killed the Romans, and now it’s killing me.” Maybe it was hilarious, maybe I … Continue reading Poetry by Robert Cooperman
Alphabets: Kappa
By Thomas Page Everything is marketed with some number accented With the marks and symbols of something-something To make it seem taller than the possibilities imagined. People ask me my height which I’m always not so sure of And make up some number that seems right-- Normally 6 foot 3 inches-- Whenever I meander around … Continue reading Alphabets: Kappa
Poetry by CL Bledsoe
A Letter The mountain thinks it’s time I stomped my stupid feet up its face. Don’t judge our relationship. Of the many things I can’t get used to, living is the one I mention least when complaining. That path through the ferns that bordered the river has been asking after me. I can’t say it’s … Continue reading Poetry by CL Bledsoe
Poems by Alan Parry
Office Job dying of life – wasted while Americana – tinny/quiet – plays in the background and the walls encroach and the windows shake Children the sister is sitting cross-legged on her bedroom floor in torn jeans – surrounded by shadows/glossy magazines/scissors/tape/scrapbooks making kings and queens – fawning over idols the older brother … Continue reading Poems by Alan Parry
Poems by Edward Lee
(BORDERLINE) SOLIPSISM All that bubbles blackly beneath my skin I purge onto the page with my limited vocabulary and spell-check-needed words, filling it until I am empty. And sometimes that is enough to quieten the tangible noise inside of me, the light and darkness which mix so unpredictably within my being. And … Continue reading Poems by Edward Lee
Alphabets: Iota
By Thomas Page No matter what I do, I have no idea what I look like. I try to plan my outfits in my head as I groggily get dressed at the sixth hour While ignoring aspects like my hair As I hurry to beat the traffic Tuesday’d into oblivion Only to see what I … Continue reading Alphabets: Iota
Alphabets: Theta
By Thomas Page I pilot around the room A jigsaw puzzle of hoodies and laptops Typing with the varied tones of an office-space Looking over poems they will never hear Looking for a wildebeest in the savannah. Heymister should be my name as I go to the caller What does this poem mean? I try … Continue reading Alphabets: Theta
Poems by Charles Rammelkamp
Colors When did salmon become a color? Around the same time peach and pistachio did, I imagine. Their thingness provides a solidity to the tones, as any noun brings a shape to experience. Red, blue, yellow, pink, green, purple, orange. The words label the visual quality without reference to something colored just so, only abstract … Continue reading Poems by Charles Rammelkamp
Academy of the Heart And Mind 