by William Doreski This is our third honeymoon and the first on which you’ve spoken to me, to anyone. The Volga flows under our little room. The innkeeper wields no recognizable language. Your native Russian […]
Polar Vortex
by William Doreski The cold pouring down from the Arctic has toughened into an entity. Some kind of hideous animal, not to be petted, trusted, or even fed. Let it forage as it will. Let […]
Sky is Dark
by Alexandria Liston A Tabby swaddled in cellophane. Smoldered stiff residue. Thinking if I didn’t eat, I could spend hundreds of dollars on clothes instead. Thinking less body would be good; Thinking less of […]
On a Nebraska Interstate at Night
by John Grey out of happiness, wretchedness, truth and falsity, comes this Nebraska highway, where wheat has devoured grasslands and fence posts lead the way — barely a kink in the surface, a dip in […]
Should I Sit Down
by Kevin Risner should I sit down with a block of tarot cards you flip each one right side up you go further down the line to the image you’re thirsting for raise it for […]
Proprioception
by Kevin Risner I’m alone I’m lying on my back TV muted don’t hear much except for a thrum inside of me a bump against my sternum my heart is there I’m holding my breath […]
Pulled Over
by Christopher Bell “I still don’t know what to do with that spare room.” Elaine let her fingers edge in and out of the window. “I mean, it can’t just be for all that shit […]
Moonlight & Famine
by Lena Ziegler Find you murky inside my skin rattling loose splinters from my tongue a rot within this ghost breathing through the letters of your face a name that rhymes sweet forgiveness & […]
In Ohio There Is a Window Always Open
by Lena Ziegler and I want someone to notice my skin sewn crooked from patches of light I know women embarrassed to be naked in the presence of no one no one a self they […]
October Comes New Skin Itch
by Lena Ziegler I’m in the mood for saline/the fog of lower back can you smell it on me/wring want from melon-air when April comes I imagine knowing again & the daily work of take […]
Dream Noir 