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2 Poems photo
January 17, 2014 | Poetry

2 Poems

J. Scott Bugher

THE COIN COLLECTOR

I met the man in control of this vending machine gig for my eight-week review and was told I might get a break down the road. He believed I had the promise and potential to

3 Sad Sonnets photo
January 15, 2014 | Poetry

3 Sad Sonnets

Brenna York

One

Can’t write now would be too sad to read.
My celeb crushes get married or domestic.
I’m like a pair of dollar store sunglasses
look good but the fuckers snap!
If anyone, anywhere

3 Poems photo
January 13, 2014 | Poetry

3 Poems

Joshua Young

Ohio

we belong in the grass. my twin is in every photo. we made our way out of the alley, rockford files dialogue, fedora, the curtain light is half-awake. climb the rock wall like the rest of

6 Poems photo
January 10, 2014 | Poetry

6 Poems

Lucas Simon Foster

Should we smash the cricket of silence and smear its remains on our knees?
How do you feel about rap music? Do you know A$AP Rocky?
I don’t like Lil Durk yet; I don’t like Rich Homie Quan yet—it’s 2011.

2 Poems photo
January 8, 2014 | Poetry

2 Poems

Jeff Tigchelaar

Dude, You Killed a Marsupial

 

            for my brother

 

What I’ve learned about opossums

since that gruesome ordeal

a few summers back

is that:

 

* they have

3 Poems photo
January 6, 2014 | Poetry

3 Poems

Kathleen Schenck

Marlon Brando works at the full-serve Sunoco

2 Poems photo
January 3, 2014 | Poetry

2 Poems

Jon Conley

you come in tell me of your night like the boys all stared at ur tits

2 Poems photo
January 1, 2014 | Poetry

2 Poems

Mira Gonzalez

sex feels like a burden when you aren't on drugs

What it means to spend your formative years in the Fraser Valley photo
December 30, 2013 | Poetry

What it means to spend your formative years in the Fraser Valley

Kristin Kowalko

AJ

he was special

and gigantic

i imagine his hands sometimes when i’m feeling bored

and want to think about middle school

they were fucking huge and could probably seriously

Two Poems photo
December 26, 2013 | Poetry

Two Poems

Craig Buchner

Those birds swept down with great urgency, talons punching the water, tearing into fish flesh, sometimes with a force that cut the salmon in two.

Two Poems photo
December 17, 2013 | Poetry

Two Poems

Rae Gouirand

I am not just this body. She is // not just her restraint. / I want to meet everything // there is for the first time / the accuracy of dying inside // I can celebrate that.

Dear Herculine photo
December 11, 2013 | Poetry

Dear Herculine

Aaron Apps

I don’t mean to fetishize your death, I mean to say we are both corpses in a way. I mean to say that we always already were animals dying into the soil, inhuman.

Wednesday and Bear Hunt photo
December 6, 2013 | Poetry

Wednesday and Bear Hunt

Sarah Gerkensmeyer

Wednesday

Once upon a time it was Wednesday, and when the husband and wife awoke, all 
of the windows in their house had been replaced with beautiful panes of stained 
glass. The dining

Hoop Dreams photo
December 3, 2013 | Poetry

Hoop Dreams

Tyler Gobble

Truth is Scottie Pippen / wasn’t born. He hatched from an egg that was stuck / to another, slightly larger egg. The opposite of Mugsy Bogues / on an airplane and the oxygen mask drops down, / for his seat only. Mookie Blaylock dresses up as Mookie / Blaylock for Halloween.

2 Poems photo
November 27, 2013 | Poetry

2 Poems

Keith Taylor

Banff: Running Away

I was young enough to believe that when moments felt significant they probably were. I saw sacraments everywhere

                                              so knee

Spanking Diane Sawyer photo
November 21, 2013 | Poetry

Spanking Diane Sawyer

Daniel Crocker

I want to spank Diane Sawyer
In fact, I'd pay upwards of
fifty dollars for it, at least
if she was wearing white cotton
panties

In my fantasy
I wonder
I stop and ask,
"Is

2 Poems photo
November 19, 2013 | Poetry

2 Poems

Matthew Fee

A Theory of Blue 

Telling the truth can be done in an American way, without irony or self-effacement. We begin with the image of a flag, the vastness of space. Suddenly a hole in the sky opens

2 Poems photo
November 14, 2013 | Poetry

2 Poems

Karen Craigo

Ars Poetica

I want to say this
simply: I was out
near the river; the trees
were bare, and would be.
I saw no blacksnake
in the undergrowth,
but that doesn’t mean
it wasn’t there,

2 Poems photo
November 11, 2013 | Poetry

2 Poems

Sarah Marshall

Ochlockonee

Sawtooth palms, and the hymns of
a leftover Palm Sunday
lard the air with the gentleness
of some imagined Christ:

see the hand reaching from
the coloring book, the heavy

Olden Times photo
November 8, 2013 | Poetry

Olden Times

Lincoln Michel

When my friend is upset because someone posted
about them on the internet in a way they aren’t
sure is ironic, it makes me wish I wish I lived in
olden times. Shit was real back then.

If

House Hold photo
November 7, 2013 | Poetry

House Hold

Tasha LeClair

 

I

The man—Grandpa's friend—said,

Welcome to Heaven on Earth.

He wore overalls and climbed in

through the window.

 

Mary Kay, seven maybe, staying

with Grandpa over

2 Poems photo
November 5, 2013 | Poetry

2 Poems

Matthew Olzmann

THE SKULL OF A UNICORN

It “might” be a hoax.
That’s what they’re reporting. 
“Might” be a hoax. 
Not is a hoax.
Not definitely, not obviously,
not clearly, certainly,

Two Poems photo
October 31, 2013 | Poetry

Two Poems

Kimberly Ann Southwick

like when I stand with the kitchen scissors in the citygarden, / thunderloving a green skinned fruit. // He hears my kisses, a wall grabber, the neighbors’ dog / left out in the cold.      here’s to his / soft wet nose      and a part of me / that bleeds dogblood, impure.

Poem for My Neighborhood photo
October 24, 2013 | Poetry

Poem for My Neighborhood

Stephen Morrow

 

I have been trying very hard / to consider the window’s pane, / but life keeps occurring beyond it. / Two gangs who were firing .45s / at each other across our busy street / inadvertently shot a lady in the forehead.

Biggie Poems photo
October 22, 2013 | Poetry

Biggie Poems

P. J. Williams


Juicy

            “This album is dedicated to all the teachers that told me I'd never amount to nothin'”

                        - The Notorious B.I.G.

This is the song that

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