Poetry

“UFO,” by Chris Bullard

Aug 20th, 2022 | By

The “flying” part I’m happy with,
though the juxtaposition with “object”
negates its suggestion of heroic action.
What really rips me is the “unidentified.”



“Lament of a Suburban Boston Formalist,” by Richard Jordan

Aug 20th, 2022 | By

It’s hard to sell your rhymes when you’re from here.
What editor would recognize that Worcester
doesn’t go with fester, but with blister?



“Super Mario Downtime,” by Stephen Kowalkowski

Aug 20th, 2022 | By

with the pipes shut off
and the flying turtles grounded
find him by the Trevi Fountain
admiring that Roman plumbing



“Man in Nursing Home,” by Oak Morse

Apr 20th, 2022 | By

One morning man in nursing home

walks out of room with robe open, genitals hanging out.

Lady next door shouts Oh my goodness!

Then slams her door.

Man lifts genitals and says They dead.



“goose shit,” by Maria Giesbrecht

Apr 20th, 2022 | By

there’s a man in the park saying it’s been a while since he’s seen
a pretty girl open a book
and before I have time to curse his soul
to the depths of Hades
I laugh a little