empty Blown mind
fingers following new lines
in touching the soft grain of a graphite pen
expressed through thick unworn time
in the jokester’s foam and rust
pierced with a sorry and frayed built-in lung
blushing high over the coastal horizon
with an answer as certain as death in the next step
burned as it were by the son’s inglorious risen haze
and the golden icicle flesh of a new species
Rusty Kjarvik is a writer, musician and artist. Poetry publications include Poydras Review (August 2012), Danse Macabre, (July 2012). With short fiction in Haggard & Halloo (May 2012), and visual art for the cover of Eskimo Pie (July, August, September 2012), Kjarvik also blogs (www.rkjarvik.blogspot.com) and performs world music.
Copyright © 2013 by Rusty Kjarvik
Thumbelina… by Holly Day
a little boy, a little
it did not cry. morning came
Holly Day is a housewife and mother of two living in Minneapolis, Minnesota who teaches needlepoint classes in the Minneapolis school district. Her poetry has recently appeared in The Worcester Review, Broken Pencil, and Slipstream, and she is the recipient of the 2011 Sam Ragan Poetry Prize from Barton College. Her most recent published book is “Notenlesen für Dummies Das Pocketbuch,” while her novel, “The Trouble With Clare,” is due out from Hydra Publications in 2013.
Copyright © 2013 by Holly Day
House of Vanishing Doors… by Stanley Morris Noah
House of Vanishing Doors
Force of what was searching from the
Stanley Morris Noah has a BGS degree from The University of Texas at Dallas. He has been published in the following: Wisconsin Review, Nexus, Main Street Rag, South Carolina Review, Poetry Nottingham and other publications in the U.S.A., Britain, Canada and New Zealand.
Copyright © 2013 by Stanley Morris Noah
Heaven’s Mockery; O Star… by Canaan Massie
Heaven’s Mockery; O Star…
Hung home in heaven.
No pain, and no hurt.
Only wished upon when you fall.
How you mock me.
Canaan Massie is an eighteen year old who desires to make writing a lifetime vocation. For Canaan, writing is a spiritual experience. The very act of drawing the pen down the page is an encounter with the unseen other.
Copyright © 2013 by Canaan Massie