... the dragons came early
And burned her recipes.
She grew up divorced
From sex.
Eggs fell off the shelves
Inside her womb.
Her dream house crumbled
And barbed wire replaced
The picket fence.
Pain by Peycho Kanev
the fly with torn wings
just walks on
Spent Bullets by Howie Good
New poetry from our Writer of the Month for June 2015, Howie Good.
"Tonight the stars shine good and strong and allow for an even faster death. As soon as the cops and soldiers open the cage to retrieve the body, the eye mounts like a strange balloon toward infinity."
An Autobiography by Ghetto Barbie by Karla Cordero
Ghetto Barbie
fashion tailor by labor worker
her hoop earrings peso coins
cusses off the catcalls & cholos
by Ken’s six pack abs, by folding pink plastic
cusses off the catcalls & American cholos
On My Father's Birthday by Jeff Burt
He sometimes likes to sit in a chair and imagine he is typing,
pressing the keys ever harder and R sticking on return.
Altar by Aaron Caycedo-Kimura
Turned from poplar,
the salt and pepper shakers
vesper on a slate tile.
They align themselves crosswise
between two candles,
melted onto maple blocks.
These Days by Howie Good
NEW poetry from our Writer of the Month, Howie Good, on finding a stranger in the mirror.
The man lifts his phone. I suddenly realize he has no memory of the land having once been ocean. Everywhere I go these days I encounter strange little details that are almost like clues that it’s spring ...
Bright White by Martina Reisz Newberry
The bright white bird is not afraid--not of
flight nor of failure. Its only fear is
hunger and it vanquishes that with every
dive and stab at the darkening water below.
Three Short Poems About New York by Tanya Bryan
Chelsea in the Rain
wandering Chelsea
in the rain
galleries closed
on Mondays
still waiting for
Chelsea Hotel
to reopen
its Affect-ations to me
The List of Things You Are Sick of Four Months Past Diagnosis by Ally Malinenko
Being the youngest person in every
waiting room and the way the nurses
and the other patients look at you with pity
and fear as if this disease were getting stronger
by growing earlier in your young flesh