Man, Sunlight

24 Gun Salute, a poem by Tom Pescatore

through the caramel colored eye sun streaked paint stain pulled across my floor trailing light an amber bolt of lightning splits rainbow skies shaking color gun shots at steady intervals echo mourning dove cries engines roar memory of steel and carbine hearts of wood carving death Tom Pescatore grew up outside Philadelphia dreaming of the…

Miss Muffet by Katarina Boudreaux

Miss Muffet: I am writing about your tuffet perch just how high you jumped with the spider’s entrance if you were really eating something more tasty than curds — what is whey — like ice cream maybe you needed to hide that because there were some pounds growing or a plan going maybe you actually…

Hope Slumbers Eternal

Hope Slumbers Eternal by Ben Nardolili

Hope Slumbers Eternal Balancing with the topless bottle of vodka And fighting away stray brown hairs, She leans over the faux fur, and faux leather Of an armchair meant for swinging smokers, Though she will not let that sin indoors. A lamp illuminates her hand as she reaches To turn off the vintage egg-yellow light,…

Butter

Poetry by Jack Evans

A SILENCE LEFT BETWEEN THE PAGES OF A BORROWED BOOK The last time we spoke Of this our flesh was Warm as summer butter Tongues aligned like Birds in flight If there was an eternity It was surely then Wrapped in evergreen And pale melody Each touch like The waking of a new Born sun…

Rusty The Dog

Haiku For Rusty The Dog by Bonnie Ditlevsen

Haiku for Rusty the Dog Gnawing sounds on rawhide the one-eyed shelter dog, saved, his thick coat now groomed Donated land, then a shed built for homeless dogs Lisa perseveres Who shot this poor boy in the eye? Then “doctored it” instead of a vet? Fractured skull, the bullet maybe even still in there; thousands…