Chino and Chambray by Donal Mahoney Forty years older than I, Charles, in his tweed cap, stands starched in gray chino and blue chambray. For more than a year his broad tie has let the same iridescent duck fly against a vermillion sky. Like a Vatican Guard he oversees the parking lot I cut through…
Emily by Cassandra Langer
Emily by Cassandra Langer So shall I rain down kisses Upon you tracing the sweet cascading Line of your throat’s curving Water flowing towards all the Yet to be discovered places My mind travels looking at you Eyes sliding away from imagining Through the half shadows From which you are emerging The old fear shoots…
Amsterdam Wide Dreams by Alessandro Cusimano
Amsterdam Wide Dreams by Alessandro Cusimano a lovely girl brings home her puppet boyfriend and plays with him the tall convex space appears turquoise draws a sinuous line sensual on the perimeter steeped in the events of others is the profile of a sea wave villain of the most beautiful seawater ensures the persistence of…
Complimentary Cocktails by Wanda Morrow Clevenger
Bare necks blushed and sweat soaked my bra,
Matt smoothed is hair, again,
Come Around Back Now by Eric Dittmar
Come Around Back Now by Eric Dittmar How are you ever Going to get out from under this? It hunts with its nose It is brave from lack of sleep Onions, cantaloupe, red cabbage, moss Don’t shop hungry Don’t go to sleep mad Now strut for the camera Twitch if you please Come around back…
The Last Storm by Brian Lawson
The Last Storm by Brian Lawson It stormed this evening. It was invigorating. The wind bent the trees and turned the rain into a water wall. The hail fell as if God had just emptied his ice tray. The thunder roared like a grizzly in the sky. The lightning flashed sharp shards of knife-like light….
A Snow Day Hue by Lori Lipsky
A Snow Day Hue by Lori Lipsky Solitude arrived today on the color white. It blew in at a diagonal with swirls of wind and achieved its blanket result before early night covered the gray. ### Lori Lipsky lives in Waunakee, WI with her husband and their daughter. She blogs at Visits and Verse:…
Sex in the Kitchen by Lindsey Lewis Smithson
Sex in the Kitchen by Lindsey Lewis Smithson Heat resonates from the lower rack of the stove The drag of your finger along my leg Will often result in a space where I dispose of the mask To let your breath blow back my hair
Montana Sunrise by Tim Dyson
Montana Sunrise by Tim Dyson You do not know her, not really Nor do I, neither did the men Who took her and did whatever Bestial strangers do to fleshy things One sneaker found at the edge Of the small, once-safe town Two pitiless killers guzzling a beer Somewhere in western North Dakota Local authorities…
golden apple by Richard Mendelson
golden apple by Richard Mendelson how did it taste that apple in the garden imagine two lovers sitting gently together enjoying their blasphemous fruits gazing fondly at each-other mouths full eyes leering lustful waiting for who to arrive ### My name is Richard Mendelson, I’m 23 years old and currently reside in West Hartford, CT.