My Vagina Will Be the Death of Me In the morning a storm like breath dimming in dread, twists like silver around fingers, a bit too tight so it leaves a mark, almost stops blood but faintly quivers back– larger like smoke from a house fire–blacker–heavier like colonial brick. Part of surviving is to keep more »
Jennifer McBain-Stephens ~ Three Poems
Field and Stream: Joan’s Mise-en-scene She was remembering that she was remembering… Stallions writhed in the Sully-sur-Loire muck Manes tangled up amongst legs and soap opera sighs Sunken curvatures, broken backs backed into themselves Joan pulls an arrow out of her own neck ties bloodlines eats grub infested porridge covers her face in mud Hundreds more »
Ali Znaidi ~ Six Poems
The Statutes Enfolding you in the mysticism of ancient epochs & current times, they talk vibrant history, either beautifully sculptured or amputated— [a good exercise in the historiography of resistance]. Don’t forget they tend to liken themselves to pieces of literature, too[eloquence w/out words]. They stretch out in museums’ halls [hallmark of pride]. I can more »
Lisa Marie Basile ~ A Poem
Lisa Marie Basile is a writer+poet based in NYC. She is the author of Light Magic for Dark Times & the creator of Luna Luna Magazine. nycterine I confess dissociative, swing a heavy summer down on me. I will not falter but I am fall. If it seems I have flowered, you are mistaken. Our night attracts more »
The Art of Poetry, with Julian Peters
In 2013, when Julian Peters, a comic book artist and illustrator living in Montreal, published the first nine pages of his yet unfinished visual adaptation of T.S. Eliots’s The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock on his website, poetry and art buffs all over the internet rejoiced at the lyrical and seemingly effortless quality of more »
Afterwardsness by Claire Gaskin
Afterwardsness e sit in Cuppa Cottage looking at a photograph from twenty eight years ago. We both had kept a copy. Cuppa Cottage is in Sandringham and has porcelain tea cups hanging from a wooden ladder over the cash register. We sit at a corner table under a large red paper umbrella. I have a more »
Kris Saknussemm ~ A Poem
What’s on my mind this bright sunny morning Well, I’ll tell you. I’m thinking of Moirés, an interference pattern created when two grids are overlaid at an angle or when they have slightly different mesh sizes. I’m thinking of two headed marine worms, slime molds and Pavlov inserting a window into a dog’s stomach to observe more »
Justin Lowe ~ Four Poems
Nostalgia I believe I have moved beyond the shouting now. the lines are nicely blurred, the corners rubbed smooth. cohesion, let’s be frank, was never my guiding principle, the better to watch and count where others name. the shouting was a gasp of air, not of a man held under, but like someone passing a more »
Baudelaire: His Prose & Poetry 1919 Edition
Title: Baudelaire: His Prose and Poetry Author: Charles Baudelaire Contributor: Frank Pearce Sturm Editor: Thomas Robert Smith Release Date: October 3, 2014 [EBook #47032] Language: English BAUDELAIRE: HIS PROSE AND POETRY Edited by T. R. SMITH BONI AND LIVERIGHT PUBLISHERS NEW YORK 1919 [Pg vii] CONTENTS AVE ATQUE VALE. A Poem by A. C. Swinburne more »
Michael Farrell ~ Three Poems
The Concept Of The Queue As A Justification For Linearity Catching a bus offsets the cost of addiction. The Australian Stands at the front yet belongs at the back. Things Can be learned from browsing the fronts of books, but There’s no free ride when it comes to Reading Entering a bus in the middle’s more »