They gather at the table only when crops have finished rotting and discuss starving stockpiles […]
Category: Poetry
Bricklayers and Saints by L.B. Sedlacek
He sits on the porch every day even in the cold then he wears a […]
In the Goodwill Basement by William Doreski
Junk in the Goodwill basement gloats with the true pride of kitsch. Flowered, enameled, molded […]
Looking Ahead by Ben Nardolilli
Who will be the last one? the child, leaving footprints in the glacier the last […]
Tohono O’odham: The Desert People by Ed Higgins
they lived in the Sonoran heart gathering cholla buds mesquite pods, prickly pear cactus, saguaro […]
Bankers by John C. Krieg
Cock-sucking bastards Always out to get you for another nickel Cunt, whore, mother-fuckers Can’t tell […]
November, 5pm by DS Maolalai
light falls on fallen rain with no rain falling. that feeling after rain at night […]
To Those Who Follow in Our Wake by Bertolt Brecht
I. Truly, I live in dark times! An artless word is foolish. A smooth forehead […]
The Answer by DS Maolalai
every day another day begins. and we are broken wheels at midnight left locked on […]
The Boys at Nightfall by John Grey
On the avenue, a guy takes his fruit stand inside, a junkie nibbles on an […]