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by R.W. Watkins Wednesday night in late SeptemberSuburban town engulfed w/ rain Wind thru trees DeciduousStreets flooding Cars indifferent Headlights An empty driveway Modern home w/ dark closet & warm showerRings & vows momentarily forgotten Bodies, naked Restless hyperbolas The low hum of telephone throughout, still unanswered —…

the release you feel

by Erwin Dink watch what you want to be. watch to know your enemy. watch to escape. watch to suckle. how many people fit in your garden? is too many too much? it’s lonely on the inside, lonely on the outside, and illuminated within. the fascism of nature….

Hanging Nail Practice Composition

by Joshua Martin Bushwhack pack billiard Boilre coil deep sea pathogenwired pyramid refunded Mattersomething Grand a Sidewalk Makesthen milks of betting mercenarybehavior as a machine of mindcontrol librarian scissor monologue play right Sandbox Climaticeach frigid Harmonica roarsclockwork Spud dude Rancheased priced showered gelatin Mars Sending Poster Board taxesspanking…

Room 192

By Claudia Wysocky I have gotten used to invisible hands. They held my gaze, whispered to me. Like a phantom lover, they mesmerized me. It has only been a short time since they touched me, And yet I am certain I can feel them now. I do not…

Five (5) by Zach Arnett

by Zach Arnett Seeing What Others Have and Desperately Wanting swears up down my nape like hairto say nothing for these dunce earthly thingsof hamburger ozone and worms the moon tonight’s another lampthat shines my mother’s death maskagainst the side of the house against the side of the…

the lost boy

by Erwin Dink in the caroutside the vaguehouse of my cousinsa distant lawnmowerpinching my nipple my nephewwith a famous nameno relation to itexcept skinand chance or and circumstances the sins of her brotherscasting shadowsacross her boywho didn’t deserveany of it what do i owemy fellow captivesurvivorsafter the war?…

red string dairy

by Mrs. Rosenkrantz Above. A single cherry red string hangs in the light. How to weave a thread so thin? The fray a halo. The string hangs loosely. A series of slight ess curves. Esses. Nothing was tied to the bottom. A red so bright it burns and…

Slash for Captain Marvel #34

by Glen Armstrong 누드에서 당신과 함께 서쪽을 보았다.Call the nurse to hear the egg hatching. 총을 두려워하면서 나는 당신의 신발을 놓쳤습니다.In a very short time you were flying. 의상 보석은 나뭇 가지에 걸렸다.We added simple syrup to the mixture. 모든 매연을 모든 불타 속옷과 일치시킵니다.Drums say dance; witches…

Recadrus!

by Erwin Dink content warning: alcohol is a virus that day on the beach – deja vu – the explanation is the experience manifest – the explanation is a lie – everything is a lie – anything that’s ever happened – to anyone – at any point in…

Noble Dreams

by nOble Trigger Warnings: Attempted manipulation of reader. Do not read if you are friends or family of the author. Within the church’s nave a modest line had formed leading up to the confession box. At the front of the line as one penitent exited, I stepped forward…

The Sun Singer

by Mike Sherer “Soft sound caresses the valley/rabbits quiver and run/the virgin trees are awakened/as the Sun Singer sings to the sun.” I whisper these lyrics to myself. Sitting on my back deck on a brilliant spring day, I bask in the sun I am singing about. I…

Plea

by Carson Wolfe A young woman found dead in her homeleaves a note to her pathologist. The amethyst egg tucked inside my pussyis essential for strengtheningboundaries. You are probably thinking, this dead girlneeded a restraining order,not boundaries. Fold open my eyelids, stainedwith a white shield of energyI imagined…

When You Want to be Glad You Failed

by Megan Wildhood ink-black anvil less chiseled organized integrated they were like me the trees so tall they rained from the sky rained sky rained sky nothing cools adheres partitions renditions beings well nothing nothing nothing tingles of resistance no more what was the stop in that groundless…

Bazooka Bounce

by Patrick Sweeney So, another Lisbon dusk; another hillside mirador. It was Holy Saturday cued by a sign for an Easter egg hunt that seemed to have been postponed for a fat storm cell that ended up swinging wide. The sign was in Portuguese but heavily illustrated. When…

Hi, hot wife

by Ron Riekki Hi, hot wife. I sit and watch a smoker smoke in the smoke.This city is on fire, but in slow motion, so nobody is worried.We are in a prison called home.And school.The social work program brings me in and threatens that if I speak about…

disadvantage cycle

by Joshua Martin one case frown:ennui tossed handlebar fruit basket consider the commodification ofEVERYTHING [!] , netherworldsspin shakenperching glow , attitude to bag ofchips :‘DROP DEAD!’ frying another tire yummy yummy yummy tubes collapse instinctuallyforming calypso shatteringwide-eyed skyline frostbite weary bootslick stamina ¡reality cannot defend itself! enigmatic sphincter,…