“Advice to a Young Poet,” by Mary Chris Bailey

Dec 20th, 2020 | By

Arrogance makes your words
sound of howling dogs.

They fall from your mouth, in
lifeless idioms you call poetry.

“Pająk,” by Anna Pisarka

Aug 20th, 2020 | By

A lazy glance up from the keyboard and I meet the eight eyes of doom.
My thoughts slip out from underneath me,
Two legs worthless against the icy battlefield of nature.

Two Poems by Neil Fulwood

Aug 20th, 2020 | By

Holiday tomorrow: I’ve got to pack.
A fortnight’s break—there’s lots to pack.

At least a dozen detective novels
Riddled with serpentine plots to pack.

“Substitution,” by E. Laura Goldberg

Aug 20th, 2020 | By

The white square bowls
with their curved sides
align in the dishwasher
neatly overlapping.

“The Sample Man,” by Riley Wood

Aug 20th, 2020 | By

Sample man
Sample man
Handing out crackers all day
That’s an ample plan
People ran
When his shift began