i tell her i had a dream about her – we were in a scottish hotel, on the run for some unknown crime. she says she wishes it was real.
on the window
with the ocean view
birdshit
Stephen Toft
tiny haibun
(N.t.)
I don’t really remember the day, but suddenly there where two opinions about saving human lives …
shipwrecked
a seagull quarrels
with the silence
Eva Limbach
Jekyll or Hyde
. . . a quattuordecillion ultramarine buckminsterfullerene hemidemisemiquavering tintinnabulations . . .
overtime—
bubbling with surprise
test tube contents
.
[Translation: a quattuordecillion (a very large number) ultramarine buckminsterfullerene (blue geometric carbon, etc.) hemidemisemiquavering (sixty-fourth note) tintinnabulations . . . (ringing, tinkling)]
Anna Cates
Enough
the trouble with marbles is the rich kid doesn’t give them back when your kid brother chucks them over
three bags full
yuk, what do they
call this stuff
*
down stream the call of a bird maybe but stop at nothing while it’s still dark
grandma
you had to be
it
*
hard up against it with nowhere else to go, there’s just the crunch of gravel
they
wouldn’t
want
to be
built
walls would
if
they
could
speak
Samar Ghose
Blank (Slate)
another trash bag has been filled, but I’m no closer to relief
unbecoming you
I become
an abstract
Tiffany Diaz
Two Pieces
cocaine
when we’re done having sex, he asks me to blow his cousin in the adjoining room…
greyhound racing life of a side piece
.
ice cube tray
two bottles of vodka
four bottles of beer
a few eggs
a bottle of mustard
filling up on emptiness someone’s leftovers
Robin Smith
took the road for who knows
some people leave you in odd ways. they just disappear from your life. like that.
irish dirge
the absence of malice
of an owl
Michael Rehling
