by Cameron Morse
Vampire you call me, leaving for work,
me at home, on SSI, unemployed.
Vampire for shutting the door
to my study, for lowering
the blinds, for sucking, sucking
you dry: my cook, my bank, my wife. Continue reading
by Cameron Morse
Vampire you call me, leaving for work,
me at home, on SSI, unemployed.
Vampire for shutting the door
to my study, for lowering
the blinds, for sucking, sucking
you dry: my cook, my bank, my wife. Continue reading
Filed under Poetry
by Mika Yamamoto
Masako woke up craving udon. Her mouth watered at the thought of the thick, chewy noodles dipped in fish stock, with a sprinkle of thinly sliced green onions and a dash of hot sichimi pepper. She sat up, rubbed sleep out of her eyes. Her husband, Higashi, was sleeping on his right side with his right arm tucked under the pillow. He slept quietly and Continue reading
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by Nancy Christopherson
Imagine yourself on Jupiter.
You’re wearing your space
suit your helmet and your oxygen level
is fine. Essentially drifting in clouds Continue reading
by Jarelle Kraus
Buenos Aires, 1992:
It’s a sultry February here below the equator, where Nazis are harbored, where machismo reigns. Where Argentina’s middleweight boxing champion, Carlos Monzón, flung his wife out the window to her death. “My dinner was late for the second night in a row,” Monzón explained.
Filed under Nonfiction
by Eric Lochridge
He emerges from exile early in the trip, unshaved, bedhead, cargo shorts, T-shirt, flipflops and a half-cracked smile. Loose behind the wheel, he uncorks a bawdy joke involving the tailpipe of the slow driver ahead. Freed two weeks from the masks—budget overlord, enforcer of curfews, master of developing young lives. Freed from the Continue reading
Filed under Poetry