Two Poems by Sarah J. Campbell

Dec 20th, 2015 | By

You used to believe in things:
Santa Claus,
the Tooth Fairy,
life after love,
little people who lived in your TV and waited for you to turn it on so they could entertain you.
You believed that somehow you had been born without your parents having sex
(because who wants to think about that?).

“V Past II at Mussolini’s,” by Connor Harrison

Aug 20th, 2015 | By

That cat is looking
at me funny, I’ve seen it
talking to the cook, licking
its sly little claws

“Fashion Police,” by Nick Bertelson

Aug 20th, 2015 | By

She bought a pair of New Balances
to get the old frame from high school.
She prodded her skin like an experiment,
exfoliated, put polymers in her hair,
and trusted soaps made from animals
she’d never heard of.

“Dragons are Democrats,” by Michelle Hartman

Aug 20th, 2015 | By

Two dragons took their waking slow
lazily slithering into sunshine, draping
themselves on rust colored mesas
yawning, they waited, not knowing
how much the world had changed
and not changed during their big dirt nap.

“X-Men Epilogues: Days of Past Forgotten,” by Neil Fulwood

Aug 20th, 2015 | By

Charles Xavier’s sulked in his room
since matron said Cerebro was banned:
why triple the leccy bill when there’s
a copy of the Yellow Pages to hand?

Two Poems by Nancy A. Henry

Apr 20th, 2015 | By

It’s true that I have started avoiding you.
What did you expect?

Two Poems by Michael Estabrook

Apr 20th, 2015 | By

Reaching out from under
my brother’s bed grabbing
his leg and screaming

“I Am Not A People Person,” by Nancy Gauquier

Apr 20th, 2015 | By

Don’t get me wrong, I like people
once in a while and in moderation,
I like people who are high
in energy and low in calories,
but never more than one or two at a time,
because I am way too easily influenced.

“Bridge May Be Icy,” by Larry O. Dean

Apr 20th, 2015 | By

Bridge may be icy, or not.
Its reputation for iciness is renowned
but don’t get your hopes up
if you’re an ice aficionado
and its slipperiness is nil.

Two Poems by Neil Fulwood

Dec 20th, 2014 | By

How to write a villanelle

Think of yourself as a DJ remixing a sample.
Try to find a rhyme scheme that won’t get grotesque.
This particular piece is a bad example.