A boy who starred in some movies         killed himself this last weekend. Nothing is as gloriously true and self-mythologizing As saying         aloud I arrived at the train station.    It’s not the motherly bulb blue     across the door. It’s not the burnt streets named after saints      named after streets. Out here               the night air is … Continue reading Coming Over to Your Side Now by Derek Thomas Dew

“Don’t bother,” the pregnant mother ticks grunt in the layered mush of leaves and dead flowers beneath the birth-bush. “You’re better off starving to death then living as a one-hoster. Time spent doesn’t pay off the pain of loss.” The mothers each lay between two and eight thousand eggs, and then they die. *** After … Continue reading Bloodmeal No. 3 by Taylor Card

I. They live in the whites of my eyes and the thud of my feet against blacktop; Some days they’re my hips my breath my swallow; the traffic light stuck on yellow revolving door and inhales before goodbye a sturdy trunk kissing flimsy front bumpers; Some days they’re stuck in the teeth of the people … Continue reading Ghosts by Emily Dolan

Household Poisons The afternoons are the worst, the brightness not fading fast enough when you have gone nowhere and seen no one. You when the past threatens to break linger in the valley of dry bones your heart. You scroll the channels on Sirius, certain there’s something better than the Grateful Dead station that has … Continue reading Two Poems by Michelle Brooks