The Old Fisherman by James Callan
The land, at last, called the seadog ashore.
Solid Flesh Would Melt and 1 more by Damon Hubbs
A bird and a fish may fall in love, but where would they live
Journey After the Show and The Slaughtering Cause by Ben Nardolilli
For a face that can turn into a skyline
When stretched out on its side
3 lines in a haiku by Louis Packard
DECIDING TO OVERTURN A COIN FLIP AS A WAY OF TAKING CONTROL OF UR
LIFE
4 Sicilian micros by Salvatore Difalco
Cousin Mario’s Sicilian zucchini had achieved hitherto unimagined proportions.
The Day the Earth Stood Still and 1 more by Grant Vecera
And the way he greets Kate and Ron,
like straight out of 1951
Tuesday afternoon in the Super-market and Darts Night by Ben Macnair
Colin, they have your special lotion,
the one for your intimate area,
two for one, shall I…
Voodoo by Nate Tulay
What I couldn’t see again was how easy
it is for the mind to draw a…
Odin Is Hunting and 1 more by Lynn White
Quick as slippery silver
he led the hunt
Proust: a dialogue by Simon Firth
‘Wasn’t it the sleepy-headed Proust, propped up by dusty pillows in his cork-lined bed on…
Ekphrases by Zachary Swezy
I add a dab of titanium to pinken the scene
and apply ochre as a base
Black Witch by Strider Marcus Jones
some talking dirty in my ear
while you ride at full throttle
