Metal
We are selling the metal that kills so we can afford the spoons that feed our children; then killing them with the metal that we’ve just sold feeding them with the blood on the spoons from happy meals....
View ArticlePrate Rape
Your honor, she started taking her prose off even before we dated, insinuating she’d like to pay a visit to Shakespeare in the Park. She had already investigated his loft at the Open Air Theater in...
View ArticlePutting Words On Paper
What’s so special about putting words on paper? You can write things down and forget about them later. What does it take to get that special combination, that specific group of words to make someone...
View ArticleSlide And Dry
The dried paint, long since atomized from cylindered source, once bled in brief runnels upon the steel, upon the brick and concrete, graffito to graffito then finally graffiti and jagged votes of the...
View ArticleA Lesser Storm
I tell myself I’m not in love since the butterflies died, and—in the distant dark— a lightning bug signals her way as she climbs up through the hot air this island of white floats unreal water water...
View ArticleSatellites
When I was at that club called The Heat All blinding lights and booming music Florence + The Machine was playing And for the first time, a man took my hand, danced with me kissed me on the mouth in...
View ArticleHighlight
The girl who is not one for words keeps them tucked in her back pocket against her lower back, pooling star glitter into milk dimples. Her hips, thick, full of pelvis, crash into the bop-hop on my...
View ArticleI Had Forgotten How to Love You
Opening Pandora’s box stirred dead emotions. Vices were confronted, anger was released. Facing my son’s caring ways reflected just how far I strayed. My unfettered heart revealed the truth. I had...
View ArticleUniverse by Statistical Chance
Here child, is the big bang in fast motion A handful of sand thrown into the air Grains in orbit and systems in clusters And an increasingly diffuse outer rim Surrounded by a vast mysterious void Some...
View ArticleMajority Rule
In the twilight of my life, I dreamed of a twinkling pixie that purged the world of puerile words and wanton deeds. At first, there weren’t symptoms, things seemingly intact. And then the world stopped...
View ArticleEveryone Hates You
everyone hates you. even if you haven’t figured it out yet don’t worry you will. it’ll be the confirmation of your biggest fears. your father saw something better your readers thought there was...
View ArticleAct Natural
Place your elbows where relaxed hombres do. Once you perfect a gesture, don’t overwork it. Master vocal volume: pianissimo and fortissimo only hit the mark on the opera stage. Don’t think technique....
View ArticleKiss of Life
Lips to cheek, the young father sits wetting the baby’s face with his love. He leans into his who sits on the man’s lap and smiles. His nose grazes her chin. He dazzles her with his grin. She burbles...
View ArticleTexas Women
o it’s summer & the mouths of things open wide for sunny beer & crickets are jumping in the balmy, happy night air all this on the eternal picnic grounds where the texas women take off...
View ArticleRhythm
Your silhouette is something celestial the way it stretches and contracts, even in human form it is somehow formless—another partner. Gender does not abide by your fluidity, dancer, you look like...
View ArticleAll The Children
I’m a child in Aleppo Hiding out Dodging bombs and rocket fire and worse Not knowing what tomorrow brings But I live Why? I’m a child who’s escaped Iraq Now riding in a Zodiac to a distant shore Where...
View ArticleGolden Girl- Thomas Piekarski
In 1853 San Francisco was strutting like a peacock in full array, its bluster brimming, flush with wealth that had flowed from gold fields not far to the east. Five years previously a rascal named Sam...
View ArticleDorothy
I’m going blow this case wide open, I’m going to tear down the false front, reveal what’s hidden. People are talking all over town, they can’t stop talking about it, happened in broad daylight, for all...
View ArticleAbove
High eagles swirl in effortless circles Matching the peaks’ colours As if they have broken free from the summits Taking with them long-lasting serenity. The mountains stand above response Free in their...
View ArticlePeace By: Robert Cooperman
I was lucky, none of my family were murdered in the Shoah; my parents never mourned relatives nor sighed over anyone left behind, except a cousin distant as a Polish shtetl who lived in London’s...
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