Shaman by Ron Riekki I’m a star sometimes, good at blinking in the night.
[Image description: A portrait orientation image, depicting a crane flanked by several geometric shapes. The shapes appear in several shades of blue, orange, green, red, taupe, and purple. Above the crane is another bird, white-colored, […]
Lockjaw by Robert Beveridge The sandman is your enemy, the intruder who carves away your awareness of the wolves who live in space and skin. Coffee and micronaps can only take you so far, however, […]
In The Tradition Of What Appears To Be Everyone by Joseph Goosey This is a birthday poem. I’ve just turned 30. I’m 4 days into being 30 and I feel haggard not because I’m 30, […]