Poetry from Sheryl Bize-Boutte

Not As Sweet   This one is not as sweet As the one before it I was taken in by its good looks The rich green color The dark and perfect striping I thumped it Sniffed it Weighed it in my hand And then I took it home   With the first cut The signs […]

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Poem from Dave Douglas

Snowfall (a pantoum)   When they sing in the snowfall The words are spelled out, Like the writing on the wall But drifting thereabout.   The words are spelled out In forewarning tones — But drifting thereabout Are the voices of gravestones.   In forewarning tones, “Do not smell these flowers!” Are the voices of […]

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Mike Zone reviews Richard Slota’s Stray Son

Don’t stray away: a review of Stray Son By Mike Zone   Richard Slota manages to pile drive you, fist through the chest, through a brutal trip through time to face what you should have feared long ago but never could, as you never knew what was really there when it haunted you in unforeseen […]

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Poetry from Janine Canan

THE MOST   Are you drunk, yet? If not, go away— you won’t enjoy my ravings. All I hear is sublime Music— all the rest is utter waste. Time is a tiny box of matches. I want to strike them all at once, flare and merge in the Most Beautiful. I can’t settle for less! […]

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Poetry from Lauren Ainslie

The Thoughts Behind My Name Lauren. Soft, smile. Lauren. Exotic. Strong Woman. New Woman. Ready Woman. Grow to be happy, Strive to be unique, my daughter. Aim to Strike Fear in your enemies. Use your crinkle-eye smile, to love your friends Your button nose, to breathe the scent of life; Lavender-Roma Tomato. Use your curious […]

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Elizabeth Hughes’ Book Periscope

Eve Blohm’s Four Seasons Four Seasons is a collection of short stories, some that read like poetry and words of wisdom and encouragement. I love the advice she gives at the end of the first one, “The Bear and Wolf, the Owl has the Last 9/22/2016.’ They are definitely words of wisdom I wish I […]

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Poetry from J.J. Campbell

just the right amount of alcohol sometimes when i have had just the right amount of alcohol i can picture myself on my grandmother’s bathroom floor my cousin putting her nipple in my mouth and telling me to suck on it fast forward a quarter century plus a few years and there’s a knock on […]

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Poetry from Vijay Nair

Whore Poets   Poets we had against war Poised in voice a roared lion Polecats they fumigated rulers Poker- faced all in funeral parlour Poets that genre left a vacuum Whore poets a new genre, her Vagina a maze into womb in Rotten eggs of her publisher His heavy stroke vying into Her soft surface […]

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Short story from Sheryl Bize-Boutte

MADELINE AND ME “Stop it! Stop it!” Madeline screamed as the kids on the Whittier Elementary school playground hurled whatever they could find on the ground at her.  Sticks, rocks, dirt, even discarded remnants of lunches were launched toward Madeline as the evil chorus shouted, “Fat Mad!’ Mad, Fat!”  “Mad” was short for Madeline and […]

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