Category Archives: Prose/poetry
Daniel Ari
A Second’s Salvation from Touchdown Jesus Anja’s urbane, worldly, sarcastic, and a formidable fashion bitch. (Her term, and how could I not have a secret crush?) She reminds us on the way from the airport that the client we’re meeting tomorrow is conservative and pious. The warning is mainly for her own sake since she, [...]
Anthony Wright
BORED JESUS (WANDERINGS THROUGH THE DESERT) Jesus wanders the desert, seeking to understand his kind. He wanders and wanders. Understanding is not so easy to come by. Jesus is a traveler, and meets many people. A desert is not as empty as you think it is. The people he encounters confuse him. He cannot understand [...]
Vernon Frazer
Fear of Trembling Moonshine cries chicken pellet outrage A lost postage review licks its sticker on the ramp Dervish blunders stare through corrugated statewide markers An autumn shared with miscast embryonics burst salient stains through sapient doors * Umbrella makers terrace the rainfall, ownership as the clearest ditch. In the making flowers tell months the [...]
Charles D. Tarlton
(need to fix spacing again) SINUOUS1 a. [L. sinuosus, fr. sinus, a bent surface, a curve: cf. F. sinueux. See Sinus.] Bending in and out; of a serpentine or undulating form; winding; crooked. he leaned in to catch the twisting tune, notes eluding his thick fingers like a fragment of broken eggshell beneath the white [...]
Jayne Lyn Stahl
Down the Mountain The fever broke. I watched the sun tear through the clouds, and roll down the mountain. It had been quiet all day. The evening promised to be even quieter. There is nothing quite like summer heat, except perhaps the onset of hard rain against the windows, or the howl of the wind [...]
rob mclennan
poem for cheryl referencing diane arbus & werner herzog They call it the thing of things; essence of essences: great northern snowy owl, whiteness. — John Thompson, Stiltjack when almost-rain begins to freeze, a spring of sheep & all the wrong-stuff translation coats; of cards & letters I’ve looked at marriage from at least three [...]
M Bromberg
Ped Xing The other day I was reading words from the dog-eared philosopher Diogenes — in translation of course, I’m lazy that way — Diogenes, the original cynic from that other Athens, who told Alexander the Great to stand out of his light. He was in the right; Alex the G. had asked what he [...]
Joanne Lowery
Cat’s Eyes The Cadillac among marbles, they don’t really resemble their name: no wide pupils, lashes, or hunter’s stare. Instead they seem to come from outer space with their inner galactic swirls and the rich colors of rare minerals. Collectors classify them by their vanes, those beautiful inner bands. The right spin gives them a [...]
Kamiblue
Aimer, Travailler, et Souffrir1 Ti Jean, Little Jack, Monsieur Kerouac You who died early, drunk and infamous Forgive me for filching your poetics Let me shoulder your zen rucksack You died for our sins and now are sinless Beatitude was your sole aesthetic Impossible, a prophetic voice Telling tales of the roads you trod Impossible, [...]