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Monthly Archives: October 2015
By September, poem by Wendy Carlisle
I’m ready for the casual kindness of fall, ready to work the angles of chill, to close the deal on the first hard frost and wave farewell to the sanguinivors that burrow in- to the skin under my elastic straps and feed on … Continue reading
The Professor and the Rodeo Queen, poem by William Ogden Haynes
College students excel at excuses and before I met the Rattlesnake Queen I thought I had heard them all. She said she would have to miss my class for two days to make some appearances in South Alabama. When I asked what … Continue reading
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Three Poems, by Mary Benson
The Fear of Losing a Crummy Waitressing Job In a dream I’m lifting bus buckets, arms brimming liquid sludge while the credit machine shuts down and the party of seventeen walks out without tipping, and I don’t wake until the fourth alarm. I’m still … Continue reading
Five Poems by Randi Ward
Gate Oh merciful gate, break these legs for me so I don’t have to walk home. Procession Blowing through red lights on our way to the graveyard— death stops for no one. Daisy Pluck a ray from the eye of day; each petal is a flower— tossed away. Old Timer … Continue reading
Tramp On Your Street, essay by the Legendary Jim Parks
Six Shooter Junction – He had a spirit bag masquerading as one of those filmy little white plastic numbers they give you at Wal-Mart to carry small purchases. As the days of the trial wore on, he put his … Continue reading
Whatev, fiction by Misty Skaggs
On prom morning, she was awakened by the croaky sound of Daddy’s decrepit old rooster, over the hill at the barn. Daybreak. Rose had always liked the sound of that word. And the connotations she imagined along with it. She … Continue reading
Skinny Dogs and Spotted Horses, fiction by Catfish McDaris
Quick traded a Bowie knife and an Arkansas toothpick for a cayuse with brown clouds across its white rump. The horse looked strong and knew how to dance and fly. Quick harnessed a rope bridle and threw an old Mexican … Continue reading
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Two Poems by Nathan Graziano
Relative to Guns 'N' Roses In a box in the basement, strewn with cobwebs, I find a photo album and the ratty blond wig I wore one Halloween in college when I dressed as my alter ego, the front man of a … Continue reading
Hounds, poem by Jessica Wiseman Lawrence
Hounds Hound dogs run off. It’s a scientific fact that they can physically close their ears to the humans who love them and shout “Come back here!” as the dogs go chasing something small and quick and run a trail. They get lost. They … Continue reading
