2 Sonnets by Kristin Garth

    The Woods Have Teeth   Dangled beneath branch bowed, a bottom lip, perceived to be half of a smile, a child believes it for a while.  After arms rip the residents its foliage hides, wild   squalls, some shawled invalid saw (infants humans would claim, rename), remain untamed, same feral pets, a mansion…

2 Poems from Matthew Borczon

Stanley My grandfather used to say that when you die you are re- incarnated on another planet and  we used  to laugh  at this idea until years later when I read that physicists have the same theory provable by math and now I think that maybe the universe is not so complicated maybe all you…

There Is Always A Hitch by John Patrick Robbins

Jake was a grizzled older looking dude harsh as the winters he endured as tough as the coffee he drank.   Most would fear his appearance alone. Being six four and damn near three hundred pounds.   He wasn’t a man you would wanna encounter in a dark alley , let alone one sitting across…

Humidity by Ian Copestick

Earlier as I was walking, the air Was so thick it felt like trying to Breathe through a bandanna That had been soaked in warm Sweat. Someone else’s sweat At that. I was finding it difficult To  breathe. I was starting to Worry if I was going to have a Heart attack or another stroke….

Loved by Ian Copestick

Here I sit, alone downstairs in the dark. Anything to get away from that awful Belittling, humiliating voice. The One that belongs to the woman I have Loved for the last 16 years. It’s really Strange how quickly love can turn To hate. For so many years of my life I loved this woman, now…

No, Really by Ian Copestick

It’s looking like Boris Johnson is Going to be our next Prime Minister My God ! It makes me feel ashamed To be British. Him and Donald Trump Are two of a pair. Two of the main Leaders of the Western world are Brain dead fuckwits with mad Blonde, unmanageable hair. When the aliens land…

No SERIOUS Crimes by Ian Copestick

When I used to drink, I mean back When I used to REALLY drink one Of the things that I hated the most Was when the neighbours would Call the police. There’s nothing surer To ruin a buzz than the fucking police Suddenly arriving to stick their nosy Snouts into your business. I could Never…

We’re All Whores After All by John Patrick Robbins

We were sitting there at the bar watching the street from windows view counting the hours and killing drinks. We were pissing and moaning about our frustrations. About publishers and writers alike. “Man I just don’t get the deal with most these fuckers!” Richie said as he sipped on a overpriced beer. “The average person…

Finding his calling by Matthew Borczon

Barry had really wanted to be a priest, but he only got as far as learning the sympathetic handshake. The one with two hands and a gentle pat on the back of your hand. Soon after he joined the seminary he fell in love with a local girl who worked in the coffee shop he…

4 From Brian Rihlmann

HOLLYWOOD BABIES we have all suckled at her plastic breasts flowing with narcotic milk sugary sweet on screen even junkies store clerks and people like us gleam with something we don’t see in the mirror but oh the weaning the horror of L.A. streets the tedium of the office job the rusted edge of real…