Category: Poetry

Six Poems by Jill M. Talbot

Infinite Jest I’m sleeping under the bedin solidarity with the monsters,I’m sleeping in a shedin support of the fraudsters. Dan Magnan,Tonight I’m going homeless,got a new pair of socks,got every hipster on her kneesfrom Kamloops to Fort Knox. Bob Dylan,The SkyTrain stops at Hornby,Rupert and King Edward,I’ll sleep with all you wannabeswith whiskey on the…
Four Pieces from Hell by Eric Dean Wilson

Eurydice in Hell ¶It was only hell when you visited. Why couldn’t you understand that? ¶Maybe that’s unfair. I certainly didn’t get it then and thought of you less as a partner than an exit. You, on the other hand, thought you’d lost me out of some singular fault of your own, as if I…
Poetry: Suzi F. Garcia’s “Dirt Skirt Divas Present No Man’s Land”

Painted roses on my lips, feather lashes wink wink blink tonight Gloves come off one finger at a time, nails glitter gray. Work the angle, work my angles, get a cheap pop from the crowd, hit a high spot, just a little grunt-and-groan. Take a hit, take a bump, thumbtacks in the fleshy backsides of…
Four Poems by Kathryne David Gargano

i slide your words inside a clear glass ornament i slide your words inside a clear glass ornament / i keep them safe this way & mine i write them each on slips of paper / shake shake shake & rearrange / my own language in your words / i speak it & you stare…
Poetry: “Air Canada” by Kirstin Ethridge

We could fly to Thunder Bay on a plane, kissing our palms and pressing them to the cold metal exterior before boarding, listening to the scarf-wearing flight attendant rattle off safety instructions in English and en Français. We used to joke, but now it’s true: fuck America, I’ll take my chances with the cold. Thunder…
Three Poems by Jessica Abughattas

Attachment (fearful-avoidant) Our half-drunk glasses of Cava by the kitchen sink. Smashing stems into the dust until my knuckles are bloodied. Opening the cupboard for more ammo. My roommate picking me up by the shards a soaked towel at my temples. Remembering the night we swallowed pills, danced a city into the living room. Singing…
Two Poems by Diego Quintero

Yankees The fall of a sound a shirt wrapped in sweat, the mouth the tooth both conjugated with spasm in flesh Sing my love, please sing the flesh made for each other inside each other. And Mom? And the house? She didn’t know of singular professions; the subtle act of bullfighting or playing out…
Five Poems from Monologues in the Era of the Monologist: Julie Strand

Ego Eco Iceberg: In the Dreamscape of the Monologist Bigly I love you. Bigly because the density of pure ice is about 920 kg/m³. Bigly I swear, that the density of seawater is 1025 kg/m³, is bigly you know. And bigly I hate you, but bigly I care. Bigly because most of me is above…
A Collage & Two Poems by Joe Balaz

*Ed.’s Note: click image to view larger size. Immigration Killjoy Mechanical Sparrows All da mechanical sparrows stay broken chirp, chirp, choking to da oncoming corrosion as da shiny birdhouse up on da hill deteriorates into wun pile of small chips. Sing, song, singing along wit da copper doves on da telephone wires and…