August Contributors
Daniel Luévano and Saba Zahoor
Poetry
five poems
by James Fleet Underwood
“…a destination seldom reached where even for the shortest second nothing’s / ever over, where nothing seems to die, where the last I’ll ever learn / and love of you is the glowing purple cactus flowers trembling all around.”
five poems
by Von Wise
“Off in the distance, the village pervert / watches us making love / in the afternoon heat. We regard him / as harmless, the way we'd regard a dog / or bird and continue with our wet return / into one another.”
you want it darker
by Patrick Johnston
“A knife can be a tool / A dagger is always a story”
vaccumed off the carpet i’m in the vaccum now
by Rebecca Warlick
“You carried me to the sink / I woke up to luminous columns / And turned into dust“
two poems
by Cynthia Atkins
“Now I drive / with death on the passenger side./ A revenant finishing all my sentences.”
five poems
by Mykyta Ryzhykh
“This verse will be picked up by crows in the morning / And they will be thrown from heaven / On icy concrete heart rocks / All in vain”
breakfast machine
by Angel T. Dionne
“my blood supply is half-moon citrus / filtered through a gnat…”
after ma bell there was the hunchback
by Philip Venzke
“Quasimodo dials the number again and hears the steady buzz of a busy signal.”
postpartum
by Jesse Darnay
“Our newborn sounds / a fracture, / chipping my summer.”
grifted
by John Jeffire
“She regifted all, a painless sloughing of skin.”
through the cubes
by Grady VanWise
“You blink and now she's dressed in shadow, / a shroud of midnight, / with flickers of neon red pulsing underneath, / veins of pure electricity…”
five poems
by Craig Kirchner
“Insomnia and I decide to get up / and check out some late-night TV. / It’s a mutual decision, but he gets credit for the idea. / I’m going to have a coffee, hazelnut, /and he’s down with the 12-year-old bourbon, neat.”
two poems
by Ingrid Marie Jensen
“…bright horses, bolting in from the blue / and I know that’s borderline / affirmations written on the mirror in lipstick…”
five sonnets
by Rodrigo Toscano
“Ok, why not, bring on the asteroid / Gotta start—or end, somewhere.”
five poems
by Mitch Christensen
“Route A./ There’s / a woman. Her close-cropped hair / glistens in the soft yellow light as she talks / about a flight she must take…”
two poems
by Nick Power
“We are precious, / our dreams are precious, / we’ll dream them together, as the dream / of each other. ”
five poems
by Jones Irwin
“Muerte la inteligensia! Viva la muerte! at Salamanca / Deep song of the duende”
feral
by Emma Wells
“Here, stillness reigns. / Irritation stops.”
three poems
by Steven M. Smith
“They had to accelerate after work . . . away / from their frowning houses, where their spouses / perspired and sighed into pots of soup and laundry bins.”
three poems
by henry 7. reneau, jr.
“a euphor/oxia of osmotic diss- / combobulation it can happen / now !! to you / is only amerikkka as usual (hear no/ speak no / see no evil) / a racial diss- / equilibrium of gunshot / splayed”