Tag: Poetry

Three Poems by Stevie Edwards

Five Days Before the Election & I don’t want to feel the earth today because a rich man is in itwho says he has the right to grab the most mine thing I can think of but maybe wouldn’t want tobecause maybe I am almost thirty & have grown stately in myself these last three years,watched ass…
Poetry & Song: “My Joyous Crown” by Nancy Christensen King & Alani Keiser

My Joyous Crown (Poem by Nancy Christensen King) Calculating and deliberateAs Flamenco dancers’ feet,You tapped and stomped upon my heartControlling every beat. Frightening, yet soothingLoyalty became,A necessary melodyMy freedom to defame. Like a raging fireLeaves no stick unburned,The marrow of my spiritTo ashen ruins turned. Until I could not bearThe weight of heavy hands,A voice…
Poetry: “American Beast” by Tara Campbell

It enters on soft pawsand nuzzles your cheekand tells you it’s okay.It says it’s not your faultyour father lost his jobor is working threeor isn’t there at all. It prowls your houseand tickles your chin with Its whiskersand says it’s not your mother’s faultshe’s too tired to play with you.Mommy has to sit, It purrs,…
Poetry: Colin Dodds’ “The Again of It”

The year boils down(the temperature of boiling wateris the area code of Manhattan)to the same forms. And I fail, dramatically,to become new with the year. Outside, the token trees twinkle.I sample women’s voices, car alarms.There are miles to go before I’m drunk. The shunted New York snow testifies:I dropped from the revered skyand wound up…
Two Poems by Jeremy Behreandt

Only when the last bureaucrat is hung from the entrails of the last capitalistwill we realize we cannot eat digital snow—quoted text from George Eliot’s Middlemarch in danbury, connecticut the snowdrifts snarlopinions over distances. maneki nekolifts one winter paw. bon soir papillon,bruise way in. to hope is a verbwith extension in space. to hope as…
Poetry: Terry L. Kennedy’s “Evidence of Things Unseen”

In the dream, there’s a forgotten pasture I can’t stop finding, just as, when I’m there, I can’t stop feeling at ease, at home—and isn’t that, before, what it was? Familiar clearing at the edge of the wilderness, whose centered oak created shade and, much later, lightning? As for family—Yes—and all of them—and with little…
Two Poems by Amanda McCormick

[ ] Bow to my thighs or I’ll break you with them.Anthills of poison, delivery track.Pump up the sex if you want to chewin the new year as her cavities grow.I couldn’t centralize my stomachafter you’d gone; I left my heart behind a fishnet. Flopping like bait in a fishnet,my…
Two Poems by Daniel D’Angelo

Eidolon at Autumn Like deadand still seen inthe back yard of water.Extra syrups:more years forcedout of a sycamorefor effect I’m likethe rest you getat the end. Waterthrown in your face.Lightbulbedin place. Well, water.Ourselvesfelt betterand more haunted. Was: all that I sawweathery, barkingbrush. I get all the ideastogether: I hearthis time: yousound like reheating liquidin a…
Two Poems by Parker Tettleton

I’m Somewhere Has An Apostrophe It’s honest to feel anything but. I’m older every day, younger every year. There’s beer in our mouths and smiles are pilgrim as fuck. It’s midnight when I can look my teeth in the mirror. Hands In Lapse I smoke in the shower, someones in my sleep I drink. That’s…