Yuko Otomo

BECAUSE   I. Because I love to say, “I love flowers because they are beautiful.” It sounds too simple, naïve & almost silly to express my fee...

Jokie X Wilson

The Rabbit and the Rat The stones are worn Although not quickly Insanity led the ocean to fall And rise again in revenge But with a peaceful motive at hand All went well for a short time Until the human control fell...

Michael Lindgren

The Winnowing is nigh. I heard the voices calling in the night I sensed the stream of ones & zeros flickering soundlessly. The keening word has been given handed down from on high How many, out of how...

Peter Marra

Hairline Fractures Pale colors She lay awake afraid to move Shocked by her own murder lusts A long silver needle slowly had been inserted in her mind the ecstatic corporate scientists were Injecting multiple obje...

Marc Olmsted




SCANNING FOR MONKS Ambitition - my breaker of worlds = disappointment's king & chief ally of wake=up! Sipping bad coffee scanning for monks there's a lot I won't do now for your rottentooth deals -...

Francine Witte

Any Other Street would be made of asphalt, black pitch pillowing in the August heat. But this street is woven with bones and ash and anything else leftover when a dream dies. It’s the kind of street you try to av...

Jane Ormerod

Die Harder Inside A hand. Wheels. Silver nodding, coffee, the inward flight. Trust Los Angeles. Collect and die. The baggage of toe fist and bear co-and-op-and-corp-oration. Frosty riding. (Live to thirty then flee when...

Vincent Katz

The Wrong Day it was so beautiful today, the most perfect of ones lighted on bricks and the last walkings toward figures one had seen all summer and would see again and my parents arrived last night after being dela...

Steve Luttrell

Device She can’t take her eyes off her phone. Clutched in her hand, a tether to some unseen source. I wonder what she sees in that device? glowing like a beacon in her hand. She can’t take her...