by Zev Levinson

“Valërea Ing gives up on singing Ducks beneath enamelled symphonies Dreams of a village on the far-off mountain And forgets she dreams a thing”

by Charlotte Cosgrove

“There’s more forest fires somewhere else (phew, not here) / More crazy scientists warning of ecological collapse – / The consequences are dire, we need to act now.”

by Adrian Frey

“Apple seeds line the altar in the empty church, / Down the one lane dirt road, / They do not grow Shulamite.”

by Terry Ann Wright

“…we wove a snare. we became / our own noose. o we aver / sour & we savor mourn. we / see moon & we become omen.”

by Mandie Lopatka

“you are who my heart can hold / like a penny or an aspirin in my vase of violets / a blank universe that makes me the star / a mirror image I don’t recognize…”

by John Jeffire

“…bend suppliant / to the shadow…”

by John Jeffire

“She looks at him as he looks out the kitchen window into the evening darkness.  She does not think of whose pain she would be easing.”

by Grady VanWright

“The train grinds into its final station— / a street, present and pulsing, / where a man sells honey / in jars that mirror his eyes.”

by David Koehn

“Red ink draws a teardrop around a green-eyed tea with no pupil. / What kind of madness might I ask for from the startling whiteness of Labrador tea?”

by Daniel Edward Moore

“Here, lips obediently swallow / the laws of drunken gods and / salvation is delusional, making / the real, unreal.”

by GTimothy Gordon

“After the long haul you wait / for the slow still-life to matter.”

by GRSTALT Comms

“the individual is free to decompose however they see fit the word has been compromised to a permanent end beaten to a pulp by the new literary outlaws…”

by Eva Alter

“…eyes    peeled for errors in transmission    I matched     my breath to water’s pulse…”

by Jordan Trethewey

“‘Divine hummingbird enrich my life and love, so that my lover will want only me.’ -anonymous prayer​.”

by Michael Borth

“In the coffee aromatics of teacher / And office. Of classroom and marijuana car. Stilted in / The energetic wasteling chant was torn from the magnet / To strum infinite mirror tunnels.”

by Brad Rose

“Of course, it’s all Greek to me, but thanks to the gravity of the situation, what goes up, must come down. We must imagine Sisyphus, light-headed, giggling.“

by Emily K. Sipiora

“I am rotating in the hot / deli case at the gas station / Searing all good / overcooked”

by Howie Good

“My face twists into the anguished expression Christ wears on wall crucifixes – but, of course, without my being worshipped and adored.”

by L. Ward Abel

“I’m a tree frog latching there / onto a glass sky…”

by Carla Sarett

“she steals a drugstore red lipstick / called Fire and Ice or Cherries in the Snow / runs down Broadway in red stilettos /       dips into a sexy red Corvette…”