My Tattoo by Jesse Gonzales
A stranger’s skill captures / a woman, forgotten in yesterday’s clouds / Pain escapes through thick black letters…
Refraction by Jesse Gonzales
He hides behind a rubber mirror / of convex structures…
Instead by Paul Larson
He keeps pushing a / broken wheelbarrow piled with regret / up an unforgiving mountain / past roadside shrines / whose deities have gone…
Be (for Jeremy) by Gretchen Hill
Rumi says / be a lantern / or a lifeboat / or a ladder…
To My Friend in the Last Days of my Marriage by Gretchen Hill
those were days / when everything / was a secret / when my husband / smoked meth / and spit / and screamed /…
Rip Van Winkle by Gretchen Hill
when he comes down from the mountain / he cannot wring the darkness / from his body twenty years gone and now / a…
In the Grocery Store Express Lane by Gretchen Hill
the woman ahead of me / is working her mouth / a desperate goldfish / gasping at the bowl surface …
Truth is a Green Rubberband by Garen Zakarian
Because we need more / Chinese helicopters / to fight famine in Ethiopia / and Italian submarines / for the Western Sahara.…
Interrupted by Garen Zakarian
You talk / I listen / then I nod / I draw a line on a piece of paper /You spill the coffee…
Happy Days by Garen Zakarian
Some days you won’t brush / your teeth going to bed / those are the crazy days…