She tells me, The toilet in the basement has belched up and over its intestinal wreckage, drained-stained the floor like a party goer dunked up and shaken sober. In my new office, I’ve become the scapegoat for my grandmother’s guilt. I’ve become a beacon of success. I hardly pick up the phone anymore. She tells […]
Poetry 100
Alicia Askenase: Planet’s Climate Reversal in Spite of Itself and What Lies Outside of Itself
It’s raining iguanas In the In God We Trust state, plopping From trees, not dead, playing dead, when temperature Falls below 50, sluggish, under 40, blood stops moving. Whatever you do, don’t touch them! They have a good chance if you push them into the sun. Somebody will prod one with his pool skimmer So […]
Abraham Smith: They Paint
They Paint themselves with mud and the afterlives of certain pondy ass plants and they accomplice ‘at with a whole lot of throwing stoop and pitch stoop and pitch it stoop pitch hey what you can’t see can feel it falling but there again you threw it so you are […]
Vasiliki Katsarou: The Future Arrives as a Redhead
They talk of mothers in law but not of outlaw daughters her sun and her moon is our son her cool paleness, reflected in an eye that looks like mine, follows her curves along the shoreline her hair like copper coils from beneath a straw hat a Maisie or Daisy, a […]
John Mancini: Not Knowing
Listen, she said. Quiet, please. I hear crickets in the wind. I don’t, but I trust her ears. They’re young and haven’t suffered crash cymbals, snares, sub-octaves, sudden death following a half-mile skid. I cried real tears for rock and roll. Nothing good ever came of it. You have to sacrifice something— but what? The […]
John Mancini: An Undesirable Stimulant to Spread Among the Young
I don’t know if what I’m about to say is true, but it seems to be true. Men used to pad their stockings to make their calves appear more muscular. Now, the head is simply removed from the body in a process called neuroseparation. The more we look the more we want to tempt fate. […]