The Frame of a Couch Is Not a Couch by Karen Skolfield
“The Frame of a Couch Is Not a Couch” by Karen Skolfield The bricked-up fireplace doesn’t even pretend. We could start a fire on the hearth, but then what? In front of the Hotel Lewis and Clark, the Walk sign’s stopped working. For ten years I haven’t seen my father. Every public building has an exit plan. He forwards emails: “The Grandmother of All Blond Jokes.” Heidegger said we must abandon logic to...
Sexy Barbie Rapunzel by Deb Jannerson
“Sexy Barbie Rapunzel” by Deb Jannerson you yell blissfully unbound from the what-do-they-think of female education. your dime-dozen hoots poke me into the ground like a nail with phantom pounds from conviction of the skeleton key in your pants. another tiny weight between my shoulder blades, a further contortion in my wavy spine a brother scar of night terrors and feeble days without sun. you cast me as...
Ghazal for Emilie Parker by Carolyne Wright
“Ghazal for Emilie Parker” by Carolyne Wright (Newtown, Connecticut: December 14, 2012) He had been teaching her to speak Portuguese So their last words together were in Portuguese. Such simple words that morning: Thank you. Please. I love you, Daddy. All in Portuguese. Then he rode off to work, past winter...
Blood Moon by Elizabeth Jacobson
“Blood Moon” by Elizabeth Jacobson echoes of a hate crime People are made of paper, love affairs, anything that...
How to Get Inside of a Ship That Won’t Let You In by Debbie Urbanski
“How to Get Inside of a Ship That Won’t Let You In” by Debbie Urbanski Everyone had assumed the blues came here for some pressing reason. That’s why the scientists wasted days with them in those tiny rooms. “Where. Is. Home. You? You? Home?” the scientists repeated into their microphones, their smart faces peering out from the helmets of their hazmat suits. When a blue finally pointed to a map pinned to...
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