Hood Superheroes by Matthew Mutiva A neighborless neighborhood in a ghetto metropolis He astral projects in to the hood to disable all the hostile, combustible elements: catch them off the rebound before they detonated a school, debuted in the nick of time to catch stray bullets out of thin air, and then beam them […]
I Want to Dance by Christine Hillingdon I want to dance under the stage lights on a perfect floor with red velvet curtains either side
Copper Kettle by Judith Skillman If only an ornament gone cold in winter, still we feed it water, carry the weight of our old sorrows
The Ballad of Molly Malone by Shannon Connor Winward On the bay of Dublin the pulse and the din of the land and the sea breed desire. The caw of the gulls, and the roar of the swells, are known to set hearts afire.
The Book of Shadows by Lorraine Schein In her Book of Shadows, the witch pasted the penumbra of the Earth during lunar eclipse with milky white glue.
Beyond the Cartesian Lens by Victor Cypert Man and doe caught like a snapshot —parameterized, ….denuded, ……….depicted— two dimensions in phase:
Whoever Said by Susan Spalt bloom where you are planted was no gardener
Cèilidh for Angus by Kersten Christianson To a canticle of wind and juncos, squalls trip across a sullen ocean an errant curtain hop- scotches across the sill of an open window.