James Hampton, The Throne of the Third Heaven of the Nations Millennium General Assembly...

Tossing away sandwiches, chewing gum, cigarettes, he made his heaven from wrappers, commerce’s carapace. Who would discard the meat of the thing: shake out the book and bow to the empty jacket, feed...

On Leave by Shari Jo LeKane-Yentumi

Only whiskey burns the sorrow as she grieves. Purple velvet once surrounded golden dreams. Both a season and a reason left on leave. Now a memory left blank before what...

Two Poems by Miles David Moore

L’Auteur Fatslug   Fatslug wonders how people dreamed or daydreamed before the movies infiltrated their thoughts. He himself has become his own Steven Spielberg— or, depending on his mood of the...

Epilogue by Neelam Patel

I hate you with the sharpness of the edges of a Viking's teeth I hate you from every part of my body - from my ankles, my knees...

Kitchen Fire by Kate Horowitz

In the photo of the kitchen fire, We are dressed for Christmas: Me in a flammable hand-me-down jacket, Her in her costume jewelry And her Edward Scissorhands t-shirt.   The scene is blurred...