Posts Tagged ‘ XIX.III ’

“An Ode to HR,” by Kenneth Nichols

Dec 20th, 2022 | By

Without you…
Applicants wouldn’t 
enjoy long, happy afternoons
copy-pasting the exact same information
from their resumes into
fourteen different portals.

“How To Tell When Things Are Dead,” by Ron Riekki

Dec 20th, 2022 | By

Cartoon characters—after they have completely disappeared when falling into an abyss. There is no other surefire way to know a cartoon character is dead, so if you are ever wanting to kill one, ensure an abyss is nearby. 

“CAPTCHA,” by Gary Grossman

Dec 20th, 2022 | By

You’re an A-hole really,
my optic nerve skewered

far into my cerebellum.
by this chastity belt for

the Web. Postage stamp
pictures, grainier than beach

sand, but missing warmth.

“There Is a Small Window,” by Eric Odynocki

Dec 20th, 2022 | By

of opportunity when I can wash
my clothes in my building’s basement,
unhurried or without delay. Nine-to-fivers,
nodding off from routine, haunt