Two Poems by Mike McDermott
Pas de Deux
In our choreography, Dad and I
had three types of dance:
the shower, the stairs, and the car.
The shower’s dance was a slow kabuki-
like affair, where each...
Three Poems by Chloe Yelena Miller
Mid-Thirties
Toddler, pigtails loosening,hides behind her mother’s legs,two tiny hands around one adult knee.Mother leans down,whispers in her daughter’s ear.Child smiles,tilts her head to one side,knee-grip loosens.
I, too,...
Two Poems by Courtney LeBlanc
Ocean
I’ve got insomnia
again. I lay awake
for hours, listening
to the fan whirl
as my thoughts swim
round and round to you.
You’re six hours
behind so when I can’t
sleep we text, the...
One Step Down by John Huey
Toward the New Year, that late December,
we parked the car near the old Sealtest Plant
just off Pennsylvania a block down from
Washington Circle where, since 1860, the
General has...
Soul Vision by Lori Levy
We can’t hide here—the only two white women
in the front row of the Crossroads Theater in south L.A.,
where Isaac, the black man, stands on stage like a...
