by Michael Borth

“A change is coming now. A change is here. / Uranian blue in the ice of the outer solar ring.”

by Damon Hubbs

“We eat psychocandy and gaze at our shoes / long before you disappear to study British Romanticism”

by Jason Melvin

“truth is / those trees / are at war / each reaching up / as the / one beside / throws shade / the entire forest / fighting / for every fraction / of light”

by Sara Atwater

“Locks fall, feather light. Years shorn / from your shoulders, now contracted. ”

by Alexis Rhodes

“the kill-bots came for us / programmed to take out thieves /they glitched their code / while we fucked in the furniture store.”

by John Sara

“I’m on my deathbed and the doctor / whips out a skull; some cheap Halloween prop / he thrifted from Goodwill, making a garbled / whooooooo before it runs out of batteries.”

by L. Ward Abel

“The astronauts spoke of / a change once they’d seen / themselves from out of range…”

by Thomas McDade

“There are ten ships left in the Ghost Fleet but not visible from the shore.”

by Danielle McMahon

“Within moon-white houses, / The people sat like the dead, ill-lit by television light, still, undrawn against the night, / touching expressionless faces  )but never really touching them…”

by Jake Sheff

“The pace of May should be glacial, happiness / Should swell with priestly persistence only then… / Let total depravity’s two ha’pennies / Be tzedakah till the days no longer lengthen.” 

by Irene Koronas

“this daughter of fingal penseroso / with her gathicomus in a fierie / alphbook (1084-85) / has her byronic purse / shrovetide the shew / with athanatisness…”

Excerpt from the upcoming poetry collection Sloughing the Shroud from Anxiety Press by Julian Thumm

“…belladonna, oleander, & foxglove— / impart their death’s-head narcotic / under the sensual intellect / & play of decomposition.”

by Mike Ferguson

“i hear the ALL-ABOARD…i hear thescreech&THESCREECH…i hear the percussive chug&chug&chug&chug…i hear the hornwoo-ooh-woos…... i think it just passed by.”

by Michael Borth

“To resurrect into the jade burial suit / In breechclout and worrystone / I become the mudra of Shiva / Or the keeper of the numbers / Written on paper in for-sale cars…”

by Dario Cvencek

“explosions are / as real as / apple pie.”

by Scott C. Holstad

“01000111 01000101 01001110 01000101 01010100 01001001 01000011 00100000 01000011 01001111 01000100 01000101…”

by Elana Wolff

“The sun shone angrily that day, / white-hot the next / and next. / Then xanthous as a bruise / when it turns from purple.”

by Zev Levinson

“she sinks to her knees without / word / all this music become unsung and Sonya by Babylon so stung”

by Kati Flores

“Sun salutations against the pavement./ Worshipping noon’s glorious sun. / High like a basking lizard./ Drunk on summertime fuel.”

by Tom Cintula

“Memo to Alex Rossi: Don't leave your baked goods unattended! / Otherwise the Edible Fairy will take them away.”