by Alex McCurdy Our love was sketched Like a painting of a still life A representation Of what we only wished to taste Creation designed Stretched and primed Across each fiber Of our beings Resolute in meaning Absent in dissolution Yearning like the mouth Before the kill Knowing the marriage Of our lips Is as … Continue reading Mums for Sale pt. II
by Andrew LaLuz Those sweltering summer days couldn't contain the crawl of a cold sweat on nights I awoke from warm dreams of you, to a cool bed without you. You might wake up on mornings like this and feel cold and empty yourself. The subdued hues of blooming winter blues arriving vibrant and early. … Continue reading Pendulum
by Elise Leibowitz The soft undulations of honey silk Melted grey wool on days with dewey frost Deep dark velvet breaths of surrender Reclamation Pronunciation Exhalation To love, one must lose Oneself In their mind And step into their heart Return Vanquishing Step upon step Oh almond slivered moon They have arrived Home To chat … Continue reading Almond Slivered Moon
by Nathan James Fireworks crackle over Bronson Park; the crowd hoots. You mention your toes are numb despite your shoes, so we walk hand-in-hand to a booth and I buy you a warm brandy. I say: We're standing on the rim of a century. Your reply—Two centuries—is tinny, dressed in blue. I think: Tonight is … Continue reading Eau-de-vie, New Year’s Eve, 2000
by Ian Watts A lot of my adult decisions are based on convenient parking. Looking for an apartment where I can get residential parking. Red line to brown to the 73 so as not to worry about parking. Get to work early to snatch that premier parking, or snoozing through nine again (we have a … Continue reading The Life-Saving Importance of Available, Affordable Parking
I dreamt of her two nights in a row. The first night, I saw her leaving a train and our eyes met - I forgot to look away - and her smile melted all the tightness in my chest into warmth. She hugged me and sparkled so brightly that I thought I’d go blind - … Continue reading and I wanted to
it flits just out of sight, enough to make you rub your eyes and wonder if you really saw it. a breeze and a buzz around your ear, a giggle that echoes gently as you whip your head around and fail to see it once more.
Six of them, arranged just so, framing my head like a hand at the nape of my neck, drawing me closer to kiss my forehead. Six. Always six. Six strewn around me, tossed off the side while my hand grips another or holds it over my face so my gasps don’t wake my roommate. Six … Continue reading Six
He told me that small spiders will jump from tree to tree, bush to bush, letting a delicate string carry them safely on the wind, leaving residue behind that we walk into in the mornings. I listened, absorbed, nodded and wondered where my own string would lead if I jumped away from him.
I wanna dance around my kitchen with you, letting the music move us, spinning my head until my hair clings to the light sweat on my brow catches in my eyelashes and I blame my dizziness on the spins. I want you to jokingly shake your hips and be a surprisingly good dancer. I want … Continue reading Dizzy