Text Messages to My Gay Ex-Husband

By Liz Posner I hate you.I will always hate you.How could you do this to me?What’s the wifi password?That’s not working — what’s the Xfinity login?Did you take the electric razor when you moved your stuff out?What about the cheese grater?Did you cancel those flights to Florida for Thanksgiving?Are you sending me the flight coupon?Continue reading “Text Messages to My Gay Ex-Husband”

Earwax and Sucky Writer

By Paul Hostovsky Earwax Sometimes the poem resonatesand the people nod and sigh. They saymmm. They hear you and they feelless alone. And you feel less alonebecause you’ve shared somethingthat belonged to everyone. But thenthere are other times–and you never knowwhich one it will be–when the poemdoesn’t resonate. The lines about the pleasureyou derive fromContinue reading “Earwax and Sucky Writer”

I always have to sit facing the door and
Years ago, I knew a comic who wouldn’t shake hands

By Ron Riekki I always have to sit facing the door  “the wise world should look into your moan, –William Shakespeare,sonnet LXXI because the door is where the escape isand the escape is where the life isbecause the life is where the breathing is,and I know a lot of dead people by this timein myContinue reading “I always have to sit facing the door and
Years ago, I knew a comic who wouldn’t shake hands”

I Have No Earth in My Natal Chart
 and Mabel Longhetti

By Sam Rauer I Have No Earth in My Natal Chart  But I take vitamins And I eat dirt. I eat buttered toast, I have sand in my shoes And spend more on Eau de Sens Than on an Uber back to my apartment From dinner on a Saturday So that counts for something. I never think about money. Even in August, when sleepContinue reading “I Have No Earth in My Natal Chart
 and Mabel Longhetti”

are you new here?

By Finche Greene i’m not too sure how much space i take up but i know it’s a lot—i can never imagine my body as anything more than a cut-out photo pasted into every room i’ve ever been in, edgessharp against the rest of the scenesmiling like i don’t knowi’m out of place hereor anywhere really—well, i hope you’re a goodContinue reading “are you new here?”

Unhinging Self-Love for the Third Time to Find I’ve Reassembled Everyone Again

By Bobby Parrott   I write down my feelings on a piece of paper and fold it up into a tiny square. Sometimes my body goes but I stay here. My car’s wheels know about the clock of my head, even though the pink trumpet flowers on the table don’t really follow the light. TheContinue reading “Unhinging Self-Love for the Third Time to Find I’ve Reassembled Everyone Again”

The Sound of Royalty

By Joseph Markell One morning, in the beautiful Royal Court of a very special castle, King Bib the Seventh gave an annoyed shake of his bell to call in his royal accountant.  “Henceforth, I shall be known as Splendor the Magnificent.” “Officially?” The accounted questioned. “Do as I told.” “Do as you told?” “Yes.” TheContinue reading “The Sound of Royalty”