Sat at a bar in Fell’s Point, fidgeting my drink, minding my own suffering.… Read More “BALTIMORE MERMAID by Robin Knight”

In hourglasses, Our myths collect top-shelf dust, And I am farming black holes in my living room, Because today the gates of heaven have opened, Revealing a grasping prehensile maw.… Read More “FORTY THREE YEARS by Oisin Breen”

In my cupboard is a collection of coffee mugs, designed in the eighties, sold at tourist stands and second hand stores.… Read More “DISSOCIATION by Mair Allen”

You were a venti mocha latte before Starbucks existed.… Read More “DEAR TUBBS: by Brenda Nicholas”

Really you are the triumphant mountain of my depression; the mound of my father and his forefathers.… Read More “ODE TO MY BELLYBUTTON by Michael Cox-Maldonado”

(Homage, Sir Henry Howard) “Strife was born… the elder daughter of black Night.”… Read More “His Work Killed Him, A Puzzle Box Poem by Christopher Sanderson”

Once, my mother gave me a locket.… Read More “Stolen Heirlooms by Erin Jamieson”

I grew around it, This point on my back, I think of it/and I feel it/as being smack between the very bottoms Of my shoulder blades/but it isn’t.… Read More ““…if like a cab you could go backward” by Christopher Sanderson”

“God is Love,” I write to my friends Who are getting married, “Thank you For making more God,” Which I think is a pretty Short sermon.… Read More “An Unambitious Poem That Ends With Something Happening by Christopher Sanderson”