M. Bennett
chapped lips leaving a hazy taste on my tongue—
another taste from some discount
lemon glaze chicken tossed in my cart
after another sweaty shift stocking shelves—
Read MoreKen Craft
The dog chewed the leather bookmark
you made me last Christmas.
I left it on the floor while reading that
book about diet and pain you bought,
as if all this can be laid at the feet
Read MoreHolly Allen
We pile onto the creaking couch,
its skin splitting,
its legs moaning,
like young chicks in a feathered pile,
Read MoreIan Von Fange
Down forty yards of slow-sloping hill with his long thin pole
bobbing, curved taut with the line, he finally reaches the lake and sets
his chair and cracks a beer and waits.
Read MoreV. Joshua Adams
Lacy, leafless Chinese elms
canopy a man in brown.
Public housing trailers peel
but the home for sex offenders
Read MoreCatherine Hobbs
Flakefloconflakefloconflakeflocon. Like a mare’s tail... [Rattle. Clack!] ...then a wing brushing the pane. The snow deepens (now even deeper) in the street below me. On the sidewalk, a transport driver is trying to push my neighbour in her wheelchair from his minivan to her front door. He slips. I worry for a moment but then I see her husband coming out to help.
Read MoreJudith Skillman
Carried from one bed to the next,
deposited beneath covers, expected
to sleep, hounded and scorned
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