April 2018
Luiza Flynn-Goodlett
Tell of polish in a rock tumbler’s heart,
redwood stump encircled by its progeny, […]
Mason Gates
here is a story of coal begun as a pair. two abstractions filtered by a stream. the church and the eye elements not gilded. […]
Maya Polan
This morning the chickens mew like cats
and you are in our home
state, far away, your own cat clucking […]
Emily Frisella
looking for a gentler metaphor,
something to describe
the action or the fact of breaking […]
D.T. O’Brien
There’s something about darkness
in the daytime I can’t help but adore.
Let’s grab the matinee and a martini. […]
Jose Hernandez Diaz
A man aimed his rifle at a poorly painted target on the trunk of a willow tree. […]