A Love Poem to Money

by Jenine Baines Yes, roses are red, violets are blue…but I’d rather cultivate pennies and watch big bucks accrue. “Anyone who lives within their means suffers from a lack of… Read more »

Firepool

By Alex Z. Salinas I’ve studied Shakespeare and read Hemingway. I’ve marveled at Poe and Hawthorne, Pynchon and Roth, Murakami and King, too. Philip Levine taught me the simple truth,… Read more »

Ode to the DMV

by Jenine Baines Fuck. Pardon my French. But fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck. FUCK. Oh, it could have been worse: I could have neglected to make an appointment in advance… Read more »

Bending Time

by Jennifer R. Lloyd   Where’d you learn to bend time like that? You found the portal on instinct. Our two mouths like black holes connecting, Lips and teeth and… Read more »

Mriga

by Sam Griffith I used to remember. The way the trees below meant nothing to Orion. I used to think. I wonder if he hunts in Greensboro. Where pines cover… Read more »

ardent

by Amanda Bustos ar • dent /ˈɑːdənt/ adj. 1. The feeling of blood racing rapidly through the veins. 2. The ache of the heart after cruel, raw rejection. 3. All… Read more »