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May 20, 2024 | Poetry

3 Poems

Grace Dougherty

All the way up Highland isn’t Burbank, it’s heaven!

May 2, 2024 | Poetry

3 Poems

Mather Schneider

Lorena told Sofia to put a drop of her own pee
in her man’s beer
if she wanted him to love her
so she did 
and by God it worked.

April 25, 2024 | Poetry

Two Drinks in at the Oyster Bar

Hayden Church

“Have you tried hookers?
Church? God? Your dead
mother? Pills? Coke? Crack?”

April 16, 2024 | Poetry

Just One Bite

Ashley Bardhan

She began imagining what it might have been like to be Agatha, crying and disheveled with both pale breasts exposed.

April 10, 2024 | Poetry

Word Problems

Amelia Kindall

In time, the questions become increasingly diffuse, numbers jumble and disappear, the symbolic order smears.

March 25, 2024 | Poetry

2 Poems

Aurora Shimshak

I’m softest when I remember he was gone
from her too.

March 21, 2024 | Poetry

Two Eulogies

Hayden Church

I begin to write a eulogy for
a guy who doesn't exist.

March 18, 2024 | Poetry

3 Poems

Amaya Hopkins

Summer of Veal

It was the summer of veal,
and I tried to reach for my rifle
but bullets melted like ice in heat.

Glaring, shine on my head.
Always seconds from passing out, 

March 15, 2024 | Poetry

Re: Ziggurats

Ezra K.G.

When i stopped remote viewing my wife / we stopped being married

March 12, 2024 | Poetry

Joan of Arc

Joshua Palm

Today I saw a goose stare down an suv and thought of you.
it got to the other side of the road and tore a few feathers out
following me from a table outside the coffee shop to my car.
I think it

March 7, 2024 | Poetry

4 poems

gg roland

there is breathing
which is automatic
and there is loving you
and one is easier

March 6, 2024 | Poetry

Excerpts from X: previously posted on Twitter . . .


Can't spoil what's ahead but suffice to say I may attempt to falsely accuse a fellow indie writer of war crimes in a psychotic bid for even more attention

March 4, 2024 | Poetry

3 Poems

Cletus Crow

The homing pigeon / of misery / is my baby mama's / text message.

February 29, 2024 | Poetry

Thamar and Amnon

Wallace Barker

All of the bedroom was suffering / with his eyes full of wings.

February 15, 2024 | Poetry

5 Poems

Kai White

this Christmas

this Christmas i realized
i don’t have a family
i have familiar strangers
i can drink beers with
forget myself with
but not family

ever since I remembered
my mother tried to

February 9, 2024 | Poetry

4 poems

filet o fish

i made my mom a swear jar 
and am using the money to buy filet o fish.

February 8, 2024 | Poetry

3 Poems of the Old Testament

Stephanie Yue Duhem

I have known / a hunger I would undo / my own good birth to sate

February 2, 2024 | Poetry

Last Drink Effort

Anthony Gedell

There is an attitude in the liberated fetal detachment

January 26, 2024 | Poetry


Katie Frank

If the Internet doesn't drain all the money soon I will kool myself )for real 

January 15, 2024 | Poetry

Twenty-five Poems

Mike Topp

I found a wallet today that contained $200, some credit cards, and some family pictures—my family now.

January 3, 2024 | Poetry

2 Poems

Enya Fang

Blood dots my eyelids as the

pewter waves drag you under.

January 1, 2024 | Poetry

3 Poems

Amelia K.

We only know how to give
ourselves to each other when
we're anyone other than ourselves

December 28, 2023 | Poetry

3 Poems

Pierre Minar

Your wrist veins distinct next to your wedding band.

December 27, 2023 | Poetry

8 Poems

Leó Augusto Martins

It isn't until you pass under a lamp post or are mercifully illuminated by the brakelights of a car that you spring back to life.

December 25, 2023 | Poetry

3 Poems

Marcus Silcock

Dream Dust

This place is famous for shits and giggles. A real crapshoot throwing the dog ball. You never know where you land. Good luck, they say, if it splats you. Don’t open yr mouth. You’ll

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