Humphrey Bogart tries to register at Trump University by Paul Fericano

Humphrey Bogart tries to register at Trump University classses? we ain’t got no classes we don’t need no classes we don’t have to show you any stinking classes Taken from Things That Go Trump in the Night / Poems of Continue reading Humphrey Bogart tries to register at Trump University by Paul Fericano

Baba Yega Says by Rayfield A. Waller

Baba Yega Says All of you ‘longside the Bosporus, you should learn my proper name. Forget what your old Nana told you. I am not a woman. Slovaks, Russkis and Serbs, you Czechs and Bosnians, you Turks you’re mistaken about Continue reading Baba Yega Says by Rayfield A. Waller

Lummox Poetry Anthology & the Angela Consolo Mankiewicz Poetry Contest

Here’s your invite for the 8th issue of the Lummox Poetry Anthology and the Angela Consolo Mankiewicz Poetry Contest. But LISTEN UP there have been some changes … Reading cycle begins APRIL 1ST but it ENDS on APRIL 30, that’s right, you get ONE MONTH to Continue reading Lummox Poetry Anthology & the Angela Consolo Mankiewicz Poetry Contest

The Black Dog by Rayfield A. Waller

The Black Dog For Kassema It is said that it means many things, this hungry, wild black dog does. It’s said that he is the black dog of fear bristling, rabid, cruel this canine yet you ride him you make Continue reading The Black Dog by Rayfield A. Waller

If I were living by D. A. Pratt

If I were living … in Prague or Paris I would be an outsider without doubt … with nothing meaningful to say … my twenty-five maybe fifty words of Czech would be just enough to order beer or some sort Continue reading If I were living by D. A. Pratt

Position B & Three other new poems by Parker G. Jamieson

Position B The man in the comic book shop breeds luckless monsters into kings. If scene by scene wasn’t enough the skin is shaved to perfection. He has his clarity but he’s not concise. Customers drool with ecstasy. I can Continue reading Position B & Three other new poems by Parker G. Jamieson

Oedipus, Rex by Rayfield A. Waller

Oedipus, Rex 1. I’m king wherever I am—king even of this broad-chested sea. I hear my mother behind me take each proud breath, As I retreat from creeping tides. Not a hope remains. She Whispers my triumphs. Yes, nothing left Continue reading Oedipus, Rex by Rayfield A. Waller

Commentary & Two other new poems by Linda Stevenson

Commentary Ignorance heaves into the morning a breakwater where once placid waves pile up frothing with palaver and corrupted fish I’ve been wondering how to rip free reaching conclusions at the bottom of the wash letting them go to float Continue reading Commentary & Two other new poems by Linda Stevenson

Riding Hood by Emmanuelle Rabu

RIDING HOOD What am I Seeking In you Dear Wolf? Not your tail Not your teeth Honey I want red For my whites Stripes on beasts I need flesh On my skin Pregnancy A full bag Of cries Words Sure Continue reading Riding Hood by Emmanuelle Rabu

House H(a)unting, Fish Creek, Victorian by James Walton

House H(a)unting, Fish Creek, Victorian An unborn dreaming hunger touched my wrist outside the Nine Acres Cafe counting cars as the southerly broke into fragments the barista’s earnest feathered design I’m thinking of how you plaited the ingot beads and Continue reading House H(a)unting, Fish Creek, Victorian by James Walton