by Robert Thomas
She unknots the gold laces
of her stockings while he removes
his gloves of gray chamois … flashes of her white
shirt peer through the slash
of her bodice as she bends her neck
to remove the frenello of pearls …
by Robert Thomas
She unknots the gold laces
of her stockings while he removes
his gloves of gray chamois … flashes of her white
shirt peer through the slash
of her bodice as she bends her neck
to remove the frenello of pearls …
by Ethel Rackin
Lamp, you are an enchanting one
A hideous one besides
Your tortoiseshell exterior shines
Against the stark reason of morning
And complements even the silkiest afternoons …
by Amy Lawless
A suicide was performed by a man who
lives in this building by the name of Willie Mays.
And he’d never heard of the real Willie Mays.
So he threw trash at people who called him
The Say Hey Kid. …
by Hilary Sideris
Paul
A man at thirteen, he led
his lamb to temple for
slaughter, knew Hebrew
songs, the taste & sting
of desert sand. He spoke
Aramaic, wrote in Greek …
by Caley O’Dwyer
The main thing was to get on a game show as soon as possible.
You’d be amazed what money can do, “and who,” Marvin added,
as he stepped inside the mouth. The lights weren’t joking, the frivolity
was congealing, and good times were just ahead, getting tan. …