by Dorianne Laux -For Richard Before the days of self service, When you never had to pump your own gas, I was the one who did it for you, the girl who […]
Fast Gas
Lisa Lanser Rose
I'm Trick Dog Trainer and the author two books, the memoir, For the Love of a Dog, (Harmony Books), and the novel, Body Sharers (Rutgers University Press). My work is represented by Birch Literary Agency. Body Sharers placed among the finalists for the PEN/Hemingway Foundation Award for Best First Novel. Recent honors include finalist for the 2017 Frank McCourt Memoir Prize, winner of the 2016 Briar Cliff Review Nonfiction Award, winner of the 2013 Florida Review Editor’s Award, and a Best American Essays 2015 Notable Essay. My dogs moonwalk throughout the Tampa Bay area.
What Will I Tell His Daughter
by Meg Day When they removed the yellow tape from the doorway, our neckless birds still sat, unfolding, on the tabletop, his stack of paper—foils & florals & one tartan velum—fanning out […]
Arrival
by Ann LaBar When I arrive, my father will ask, “They pay you for that?” And I will answer no. Payment For poetry is rarely legal tender. It is broken barrettes, non-pareils […]
Over It
by Alexis Rhone Fancher Now the splinter-sized dagger that jabs at my heart has lodged itself in my aorta, I can’t worry it anymore. I liked the pain, the dig of remembering, […]
Parents Without Partners Toga Dance, Circa 1970’s
by Patricia Fargnoli Stardust hung over the American Legion Hall as we headed from our car to the door, sheathed in sheets, mid-life, pocketbooks swinging. Something better happen, Maureen said. As we […]
Anonymity and Misogyny Online, and How It’s Pushing Us Out
by Andrea Wobel “What I once thought of as opportunity is silencing me. Is it now that only those women willing to combat misogynist, pro-rape comments will have a place online? And […]
Mmmm–First Kisses Among Strangers. A Strangely Sweet Experiment
by Casey Chan of Sploid “Um, wow. I don’t know if it’s the song selection or because it’s in black and white or the fact that everybody in this video is so […]
Walking Alone in Late Winter
by Jane Kenyon How long the winter has lasted—like a Mahler symphony, or an hour in the dentist’s chair. In the fields the grasses are matted and gray, making me think of June, […]
Ontogeny Recapitulates Phylogeny
by Ann LaBar “How would you like it if I were dancing with a dead shark?” My five-year-old daughter asks from the back seat. And I remember an old lover who after […]
Spring Lament
by Francesca Lia Block this spring is like that man in the white shirt radiating heat even from his thumbs standing so close we steal each other’s air a wedding band glaring […]
The Gloria Sirens 