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the wind
By Alyssa Harmon the cool breeze asking so politely to see what’s under her dress the gust of angry wind who thinks he’s entitled to the skin underneath *** Alyssa Harmon Alyssa Harmon is a...
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“Broken” and “Your Heart”
By Charnjit Gill Broken I’m proud of being broken Only those brave enough to take something apart will ever understand how the pieces go together Because when you build yourself again—it will be...
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Dying to Be
By Heather Graham Those nicks were just normalcy, and burns a bargaining plea for a life that tucked truth away behind hollowed apathy. Hanging hope upon the rope of ambient ambition, she washed...
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Homely Chores
By Anne Fox Like Simone de Beauvoir, I have compared housework to the torture of Sisyphus. Yet once in a while, when an afternoon turns golden, I remember the outcome of an irresistible impulse....
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Country Lust
By Jenn Powers he cleans his fingernails with a knife & cooks bone soup fresh kill from the forest blood flecks mud-caked construction boots late afternoon light...
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High Peak Fire
By Elaine Verdill Not quite Pompeii or Vesuvius erupting but the smoke pours across the valley with the same dense intensity, all green to gray and the sunlight disappears It’s not Mt. St. Helens...
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We
By Ashley Gonzalez Butterfly Hearts, Sisters of Fits and Starts, lend me your wings, those feathery things that make even shakiest voices sing. King of Brothers, lend me your crystal cutters,...
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The Entomologist
By Rachel E. Layton I was raised by a witch doctor. She taught me voodoo, and how to track down a killer by listening to his victim’s maggots. She took me to visit convents of shamans;...
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Darker Edge of Green
By Jury S. Judge Sundial peaks cast their angular shadow By the way of blessed pines Light travels in splintered sheets Through the dense virgin forest Fiddlehead ferns unfurl nervously Look at the...
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Namaste
By Katie Vagnino This is what happens when you sign up for a yoga class online and don’t read the fine print. It is an honest mistake, one I realize the moment I enter the studio and am confronted...
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