The Birds Fly Up; The Drunken Planet by Noah Berlatsky
The birds fly up,
The birds fly down,
The birds fly underneath the ground[...]
In layers of silt, beneath our feet
Their feathers rustle,
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Short Fiction and Poetry
A Sudden Calm by Brandon Shane
Old men puff cigars
as crows caw on wire,
and rain cleans the roofs,
spilling onto tarped stands [...]
Chicken Spending Her Time With Me by Terry Trowbridge
A chicken is not a poultice
even though I hug one to my chest.
She followed me around all Summer
pressing lawn under her scratchy toes [...]
an apology letter to my string of turtles by Alissa Miller
i have piled your shriveled shells in the corner of the windowsill. my knees fused together, i let the bedsheet terror consume me. [...]
snowbirding by Natalye Childress
it’s springtime in the nearctic realm. another season
among the almácigo ends, as sun shadows contract. [...]
Prairie Boy by Gregg Norman
Canlit wild child
Homeboy emeritus
Frail and failing when I met him
Under Merna’s watchful eye [...]
Sled by R.J. Sennett
My old sled hung in Aunt Tiss’s garage like a tattered old towel.
On trips North, we’d visit it like a mummy in the Carnegie Museum. [...]
The Old Shoe Will Not Do by Bart Edelman
The love of your life
Tells you she’s had it;
The old shoe will not do.
She grown, easily, a size or two, [...]
No Plans For Tomorrow by Diana Raab
The pensioned
depravity of eyes
obsessed by needlepoint
loss of hunger for friends
grasping worn leather purses [...]
The Swallows of Shady Bend; Reconciliation of the Dead; Peony Haiku 1 by Barbara A Meier
The swallows of Shady Bend
carry the ghosts on the wisps
of their tails, dragging them
to the bridge from the muddy
banks of the Saline[..]
daffodils by Julie Allyn Johnson
oh,
but she’s a breezy, cool
one today, a tempestuous zephyr
running roughshod over early spring
reveries of blissful meadows [...]
A Cheese Omelet at Leo's; Last Laughs by William Doreski
A plush of cheddar and eggs.
As I fork it up, the ghosts
of Harvard Square surround me,
drawn by the thick aroma. [...]
Jelly Belly by Tara Zafft
My daughter calls this morning on her way to buy a bagel, it’s
raining she says, grey and spring-raining, and here [...]
Your Soul by Kerstan Batchelor
Your soul resembles distant horizons. Like burning stars abandoned between dawn and dusk, the evening skies are as heavy as your heart.[...]
In Spite; Under The Circumstances by Jeffrey Zable
While the false teeth chatter in the man’s tired mouth. . .
Oh, what a world! the old woman says to no one in particular [...]
Fairy In A Bottle by Renee Cronley
He said I caught his eye
and wouldn’t let go
after the rain that June afternoon.
He saw my sparkle and watched me flutter [...]
A Person of Interest; One of a Kind; Bucephalus by Brad Rose
I’m thinking of a number between one and ten. It gives me something to think about. [...]
beneath the gaze of a dirty god by MF Drummy
in the suburban fields of my archetypal childhood
there arose strange shudders of unintended violence [...]
This Traitor; This by Karen Wolf
This traitor
came from a long
line of zero in, drop
the load, circle
around to catch
the explosion [...]
Roadside Attraction by John Grey
The cougar’s pacing.
I want to shave.
I need to comb my hair.
This isn’t easy. [...]
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