Archive for April 2014

Two Poems by Carrie McKay

Apr 20th, 2014 | By

Kit contains:
One shaped sponge
Batteries not included
Three pages of caution notes
and small print



[sort] Poems, by Mark Cunningham

Apr 20th, 2014 | By

They shared a moment, but he still got the half with the most cranberries. I said, “You know how good friends can just sit and say nothing,” and she said, “Shut up.” He said the medicine “dissipated tumors beyond belief,” and I hope he’s right, because I don’t believe him. After she started watching zombie movies, she made me take a cold shower before we had sex.



“The Feng Shui of true love,” by Buff Whitman-Bradley

Apr 20th, 2014 | By

No matter how many times
I moved around my inward lamps
And tables and chairs
To please the various
Interior decorators and remodelers
I’d fallen for



“Feeding Ducks,” by Aidan Fitzmaurice

Apr 20th, 2014 | By

Someone let it slip to me about two weeks ago now. And it’s damn near driven me insane. They let it slip so casually too, like they’d said nothing interesting.

“The elderly love feeding the ducks.”

What the hell was that supposed to mean?



“Stickers,” by Erica Lianne Inglett

Apr 20th, 2014 | By

I stood on my weather beaten front porch and waved to my sister as she pulled onto the road. Her daughter wrinkled her nose at me through the rearview mirror but I ignored it. Daniel tried so hard to be a good single mother to Grace, but she went overboard frequently. My niece was only six years old, but had the personality of a princess with a wand up her butt.