A Poem By Michael Juliani
A Cardinal Flame Went Out in My Mouth October is a self-loathing month. Masturbating in the first dark cold. You are not American in the sense of being dead, waiting to kill the mouse that rarely leaves its hole. Douglas firs drip white lights in the Polish park— playground of
A Parable By W. David Hall
A Prayer for The Acorns Oak Tree trembled at the story of First Tree. First Tree bore the fruit of good/evil, was angered when the bite gave Man First Tree’s knowledge, laughed when Man tried to become like First Tree to
A Poem By Adam Clay
After the Tour On the way to the train station, an admission that moments, details, are slipping away already— it’s bound to happen anyhow, but it’s what memory does best in failing: the drops of rain in the Bywater become a byproduct of salt in the air like a sound. Sometimes
Two Poems By Chukwuma Ndulue
Pilgrim Tomorrow flirts with promises and only you know why you are most comfortable pawing at old notes, replaying scenes of disaster. Realize, there are no ports-of-call with sleep-worthy plastic chairs. Your prayers have become
Impakter Poetry with Lily Blacksell
Hey, that’s no way to say goodbye Rabbit the pony got a hay husk in his eye once and it drove him half-crazy/ near blind. But he blinked till it passed in a tear or his bloodstream. Good boy Rabbit. There’s a good boy. My
A Poem By Sarah Sala
No one ever asked me if I liked being called Pluto When Pluto was a planet, X got detention for keeping their eyes open during prayer. They wondered, are all grandmas named Dorothy? Their voice became a mind no one else could hear. When no
A Poem By Sergio Sarano
Drew a Colorless Galleon On the Wall and It Sailed Away - By Sergio Sarano Case number GL 39-3144 returned resubmitted reloc sent reloc rec’d provide information about any departure Have you ever been a habitual liar one who has given weak testimony a practicing denier
A Poem By Cat Batsios
Chinese Lantern from my Greek Father Though you hardly knew the difference, you could crack shells with one hand and hold me with the other when I was small— Those hours of night, mix of apricots, 1980s animation, and cosmos—billions and billions of them, moments like almond shells,
A Poem By Katie Longofono
This poem is part of a short collection titled "The Virus," exploring stigma, female sexuality, desire, repulsion, loss, and the impossible hilarity of navigating the New York City dating scene. See more from this collection at glitterMOB, listen at Ink
A Poem By Uche Ogbuji
IN LOCO Down the lanterns, repent in retirement– Truss-up for children with frayed string. Press one for says-he, two for she, Three to guess what those old lies meant Down the lanterns that losing spring. Back up again for one winning chance: Trust in children, what say