Valery Oisteanu

Narcoleptic blues To Ruth Sleeping poems burning in my brain “Solitude” tarot card cries out love supreme Submerged ice flows turning to blood Rising and melting through twisted clouds Waves carry the tsunami tow...

Sarah Sarai

Stop In an ad agency, Traffic is like Department of the Shepherds,
 or an escort service, housemother, Charon,
 ferrying files from account exec. to writer to art director to the shop to editorial back to writer...

Jeffrey Cyphers Wright

FAKE LIES The donor class is warping the loom. Domination is damnation. Defiance is a shortcut to de-finance. We have to scrap for all that’s left. Make of your suffering, charms. The best things are free (like me...

William Considine

Moment in flux: Tuesday, February 8, 1916. Place in passing: 55 Liberty Street, Manhattan, New York City: a new tower, the Liberty Nassau Building, Liberty Tower, first called the Bryant Building for William Cullen Bryan...

Ron Kolm

Hells Kitchen After the war in Vietnam Wound down, and my stint Doing alternative service Came to an end, I had to stop And take stock Of my situation. I could return to Pennsylvania And get a job in a factory D...

Joel Allegretti

6 PM ON THE BQE Waiting to exit, a dozen cars deep, I glance out the driver-side window and, beyond six over- worked lanes, behold rolling gray acres of gravestones. As the minutes perish and blow across ...

Jennifer Juneau

There is No Brooklyn Bound F Service no F trains from this station, the sign says at 42nd street & sixth avenue (where you spent your day) to get to the lower east side (where you’ll spend your night) you must take t...

Peter Marra

Confessions of a Wind-Up Doll (True Burlesque) There is always beauty in the hissing sounds. The alternating camera speeds reveal a long-lashed woman; touching experimental films, she has a forceful birth to destroy ...