unknown porn stars — Steven Teref

UNKNOWN PORN STAR (I) it matters little if at all the quality or creativity of the bookmark you make *** UNKNOWN PORN STAR (II) she must always leave to be plausible *** Steven… Continue reading

Azimuth — Jennifer Neely

When you think of sound as three dimensional On a plane with coordinates Cartesian: x, y, z, Perhaps then you can imagine your garden As the centre of a cacophonic sphere That stretches… Continue reading

Flowering Pear and Half-Moon (for Susan) — Taunja Thomson

I netted leaves and duckweed out of the pond, scooping, letting water run out, and walking into the field to dump the nutrient-rich debris on sparse grass hoping for a spring carpet worthy… Continue reading

Featured Artist — Czr Prz

Click on images to enlarge. *** Caesar Perez — Czr Prz — is a Chicago native with over 20 years of street artist, illustrator, painter, designer, and installation/production artist. He’s mostly known for… Continue reading

The World Dimmed — duncan barlow

There was a paralyzing light. Something had come from the silence of dusk and cut between them, sliding headlong into them. She’d taken the brunt of it with her right flank. When the… Continue reading

3 Poems — Bradley J. Fest

2016.01 “It may just be that I am getting old and the future is already decided, but this relatively new rotting feels rather kinesthetically and digitally pleasurable, a kind of binary haptics laid… Continue reading

Versions of Heaven — Sheryl St. Germain

1 It’s the early nineties, we’re dancing alone in the house to a mix-tape I made of REM, my son’s small and we’re wild with music, which we’ve turned up loud: Calling on,… Continue reading

excerpts from Autoimmune Autobiography — Bonnie Emerick

Click Images to Enlarge. *** Bonnie Emerick has taught at colleges in Savannah, Baltimore, New York City, and Colorado. Her poetry has been published in print anthologies as well as print and online… Continue reading

Avant-Garde — Thomas Piekarski

1. Virtuoso Gaudi, Picasso, Mozart of Modern Poetry, come forth. Pour your soul into the mold, let it cool into its natural shape. Behold the onerous obstructions ahead, maudlin gods, banshees, dead leprechauns… Continue reading