Posts by Dominic Gualco
Remember To
Sarah Jean Alexander
I dreamt about walking around Ikea by myself and buying a lime green ice cube tray. I drive to the post office and pick out a large flat rate shipping box. I put the ice cube tray inside and I
Three Poems
Tracy Dimond
After a couple of Martinis, // one may regard oneself pleasantly pixelated. / I cure nerves with a ten-hour Netflix binge, // then curve my vertebrae to you / while our phones update.
Hymeneal in Many Voices (Comments on the Launch of Stacie and Kyle’s Wedding Registry)
Ivy Goodman
The value of a cash gift is on its face, and that, in some circles, is the value of the giver. But excuse me, the value of a $130 vegetable peeler is $5.99.
Have you traveled abroad? I’m sure
Two Short Shorts
Trevor Dodge
EVERY DAY IS SUNDAY
I go to call her for the ribs recipe but then I think how she doesn't respond to my jokes so I go to text her instead. And what I say goes like this: you used to make
Los Pollos Hermanos comment card
Chad Chmielowicz
Dear Sir or Madam,
I feel I need to begin by saying I am a longtime lover of your products. As a single mom some days after my shift I know I can stop by and acquire a good amount of your
Grading Bad
Jon Sindell
She was The Incorruptible, so named by a senior during the most grueling AP World semester ever. “Just one night off, Ms. L,” whined star student Jasmine, comically sliding halfway to the
The Diner Scene
Dan DeMarco
At the diner, when David has been allowed to order a cup of coffee and become a thinking person again, he will begin to attempt to isolate the exact point in time when he decided to leave his wife.
Guest Host
Diya Chaudhuri
George Strait’s in this poem now, he’s meddling
with everything. He’s reading words
with the wrong inflections, making me older
than I know how to be. He wants Texas in here;
[defend
The Part Where Bull Scours His Room for Bugs
Diego Báez
He slides an open palm up and down wallpaper that appears to depict horsemen and battalions in battle. He presses an ear to it. He tilts a framed print of Caravaggio’s Holofernes away from the wall.
4th of July & Two Poems
Katie Schmid
I turned my head so fast / I mistook the moon / for a firework / and then I wanted // to bark too...
Excerpt from the Novella in Progress, Bridges No Longer Span These Waters
Brian Warfield
Daniel heard it driving home...
A Slick Six from Camouflage Country
Mel Bosworth & Ryan Ridge
Encore
He got a nice new haircut. His laryngitis was gone. His heart hurt less and the same with his head. His surgical scars had healed. He felt like food again. Strangely, the older and
The Eyes of God
Amy Holwerda
When Homer went blind, Langley’s remedy was one hundred oranges a week.
Junkyard Fortunes
Phillippe Diederich
Pingo went first. He always did. The rest of us stood at the top of the slope over the place where the sewer pipes from town spilled into the narrow creek that disappeared into a deep ravine west
Astronauts
Dana Diehl
Things they never tell you when your husband leaves the planet:
It’ll happen faster in real-life than it does on TV. 10, 9, 8… A flash of orange and a shimmer of exhaust, and the shuttle is