ODE TO MY MAGPIE – Paulann Petersen
Monday, January 7, 2013 10:50 — 0 Comments
whose light is a sun and a darkness
Elder Care – Kirby Wright
Monday, December 3, 2012 12:35 — 3 Comments
Mark sticks his mother Mary in a kennel beside the television. It’s the best solution, he thinks, easier than having her run loose around the house getting into trouble. Once he caught her painting on the wall like Rembrandt. Another time she was out back chewing a daffodil. “Bad Mummy,†Mark scolded. Mary’s grown accustomed to the cramped kennel quarters and spends most of her time dreaming. Sometimes Mark sees her kicking legs and flailing arms as if she’s running.
Nothing Like It Before – Tyrel Kessinger
Monday, November 12, 2012 13:28 — 0 Comments
We were spoiled by the meeknessÂ
Vacant Sky, Red Dirt – James Brantingham
Monday, October 29, 2012 13:23 — 0 Comments
I first smelled death
Q: Why Do I Wear A Necktie? – Richard Kenney
Monday, October 15, 2012 13:44 — 0 Comments
1. Â A necktie is upward-tending, like a noose, or a steeple.Â
A Shade of Black – Courtney Hitson
Monday, October 8, 2012 15:30 — 0 Comments
Black like batting eyelashes. As if a black squandering of itself.
What am I?
Bioluminescent eye
That sees by the shine
Of its own light. Lies
Blind me. I am the seventh human sense
And my stepchild,
Consequence;
Scientists can't find me.
Januswise I make us men;
Glamour
Was my image then—
Remind me:
The awful fall up off all fours
From the forest
To the hours…
Tick, Tock: Divine me.
-- Richard Kenney
