Four Poems by Louie Crew

Queer Power   Swish, swish, men of America. Cross your legs only at 90-degree angles. Swish, swish! Your fingernails are getting a mite too long. Swish, swish! That fuchsia shirt might be misunderstood. Swish, swish! You’d better lower your pitches and say something evil about your mothers. Swish, swish! You smell too sweet and are too polite.  Be crude. Swish, swish! Talk about war, not … Continue reading Four Poems by Louie Crew

A Poem by Matvei Yankelevich

A/M   Struggle with the orange juice container. Lack of voice to ask for assistance. Perception of one’s hands, one, then the other; the same? Sensation of dryness– outside. Inside, something like dryness, but swollen. Act of imagination involving other possible outcomes, sets of ulterior movements. Reevaluation of motives in the act of choice. Clarification of moral positions. Justification of chance events through assertion of … Continue reading A Poem by Matvei Yankelevich

Two Poems by Marc Nasdor

from Insurgentes   Booed-ism   Ordered mind answers itself: ick! spittle! from booths in a café littered with expats about to be blown to detritus. Where were you, far from that? There’s elephant offal for sale over there; here only thoughts of “confiscatory” taxes grinding the minds of bloated emoticons, rubber latrines sunk deep into Disco Nap. Symmetry wobbles & persons aforementioned freak them- selves … Continue reading Two Poems by Marc Nasdor

Three Poems by Marthe Reed

A room   there are amazements / you like to stray into and / my body’s only one of them ‒Rosmarie Waldrop   A room affords confinement, panopticon, its exotic formulae: a mode of detour and “lawless imagination” A gap widens leaving both air and breath gasping She prepares his tea.  She promises an end.  What he always wanted.  Narrative dancing in its own embrace … Continue reading Three Poems by Marthe Reed

Three Poems by Cynthia Kraman

The Captain (1)   The captain is quiet in his cabin Smiling at the man who pronounced terroir At his table as though the Pommerol, Supine and primeval would certainly Tear the throats of those not from the region He’s wondering this night about nothing Having checked his course carefully and well Besides, there’s so much radar equipment On his own deck and those passing … Continue reading Three Poems by Cynthia Kraman

Two Poems by Suzanne Wise

The Conversation   The head of the stranger I sat across from disappeared then reappeared then disappeared then and so on. I continued talking and listening to the head even when it wasn’t the voice continued to travel toward from above the and I did not let on that anything strange may be maybe a migraine-induced hallucination that head thought putting me in her place … Continue reading Two Poems by Suzanne Wise

Two Poems by Vincent Katz

  Lapping City   I walked across an endless square and saw myself walking The people in morning come and by evening walk back across bridges The water, everywhere lapping at souls, no cars’ machinery Sounds, winch turning, a motor, voices         Memo Oar Lisp     Ostrich above punched equilibrium accosted fabric tithe emit sequence register launching hunch thimble reason pressure … Continue reading Two Poems by Vincent Katz

Three Poems by Shanna Compton

  from The Seam     Perhaps a sungrazer cleaved into chunks— does the ice at the center persist in some other state like us never bother to melt Will we vaporize as completely transformed by the shock of ravaging atmosphere especially here where a fringe of tamped-down grass surrounds a field sown with untenable seed unbecoming hailed down upon now by the pitted blisterhot … Continue reading Three Poems by Shanna Compton

Three Poems by Christina Strong

 from **Pink Adrenaline Star**   1   Fifth plateau everything was gold    rhizome hu vibrational still you’ve had bad 2004 slim pickens aging young rebel trio and was fixing the place city of because most Flash the horizon events that occurred    cornbread croutons Anonymous waltz SynthCoke low membrane    the subtle vibrations    lunapark mix and the by your pen           et tu his mother is beats and … Continue reading Three Poems by Christina Strong

A Poem by Christine Shan Shan Hou

Today   We made collages Orchid hats with little plum mouths Waxy arms bending towards hips Dancers in wide white pants Gallantly walking towards the park My memories of summer unwinding Meticulous spinning Cayuga Way, Keats Road… Driving from one dead person to another The circle rotating, creating an endless blue vacuum Is it a secret hiding place? What is there under your wallpaper? A … Continue reading A Poem by Christine Shan Shan Hou