by RC deWinter sing me a new songin the key of longingfiltered through the shadowsof everything you ever wished fori promise not to laughor be dismissivei recognize the colorof the those shadowsmelancholy’s hazy haloloneliness in almost midnight bluei too am a dreamerwith my own songa wisheron the gentle evening starthere’s music in your voicewisdom in … Continue reading After Hours
by RC deWinter grazingthere’s a slyness in the changeable lightof winterthe morning sun often nothing but a tease slain by snowcloudsblowing infrom the southeast blanketing the sky with grey wooldamp heavywith its burden of moisture that will be transformed intotiny starsnot a twin among them falling in a baptism of frigid kissesbriefly burningany skin exposed … Continue reading grazing
by Yuna Kang I remember him like the last of dewdrops before it storms out, sunny, the morning vestiges of blistering light. And of course he is not really like that. I remember him when it was the last time we went up to Tahoe in late spring to see the last of the winter … Continue reading The Geometry of Telephone Poles
by Daniela Esposito I was given a new pair of hands because mine were no good. They came in two colours, gold and space grey. I opted for space grey, somehow gold seemed to be setting myself up for failure. They were factory made and pretty decent although the delivery man dropped them on their … Continue reading Second Hand
a golden shovel after Wendy Xu’s tiny palace by Danielle Page breathe into me allthat you once knew, ofpottery and porcelain, thisbrush stroke and this line takesits shape just so, master place-ment of figures and marvel, inside,at the marbling of hues on skin, adetail lost on ceramic, how mysteriousthe vibration of each color tinyappears on … Continue reading Renoir, Apprentice
I cannot write/ Do you understand what I’m saying?/ I cannot bear to write/ Is today/ Is my wife/ Dead and gone?/ Yes, she is…/ Marc Isaac Potter does not have a dog named Wilbur Continue reading Not
A.J. Huffman is a poet and freelance writer in Daytona Beach, Florida. She has published 27 collections and chapbooks of poetry. In addition, she has published her work in numerous national and international literary journals. She is currently the editor for Kind of a Hurricane Press literary journals. Continue reading From Shark This Ease
John Califano lives in the once vibrant and culturally stimulating City of New York where he contemplates his existence, and works helping at-risk parolees transition back into the workforce. He’s worked as a writer, actor, visual artist, and musician. His work is featured in The Broadkill Review, The Willesden Herald’s New Short Stories Series (UK), Adelaide Review, The Writing Disorder, Poetry Super Highway, Across the Margin, and Embark. Continue reading The Eyes Have It
John Califano lives in the once vibrant and culturally stimulating City of New York where he contemplates his existence, and works helping at-risk parolees transition back into the workforce. He’s worked as a writer, actor, visual artist, and musician. His work is featured in The Broadkill Review, The Willesden Herald’s New Short Stories Series (UK), Adelaide Review, The Writing Disorder, Poetry Super Highway, Across the Margin, and Embark. Continue reading Beyond Words
John Califano lives in the once vibrant and culturally stimulating City of New York where he contemplates his existence, and works helping at-risk parolees transition back into the workforce. He’s worked as a writer, actor, visual artist, and musician. His work is featured in The Broadkill Review, The Willesden Herald’s New Short Stories Series (UK), Adelaide Review, The Writing Disorder, Poetry Super Highway, Across the Margin, and Embark. Continue reading Family Reunion
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