A Poem by Gregory Laynor

IN THE LANGUAGE OF REAL MEN Aloha elegant gunfire men Father me online language Fuel the anagram engine Then file an analog genre Men flee eating granola A hot Reagan enema A lean fuming grantee hole Oh genteel managerial fun Anal hoagie gentlemen fur Reanimate a flung on Hegel Negate a long fern email A flannel Goethe mega ruin A naughtier fallen genome Engulf a … Continue reading A Poem by Gregory Laynor

Five Poems by Andy Frazee

from Index Nature is a haunted house—but Art—is a house that tries to be haunted                     – Emily Dickinson A   Alba, re: aubade [NOTE] [All this, I think, in the published version]: Buster Keaton: I don’t want to be autobiographical. B. K.’s Shadow: No [TRANSCRIPTION] Along the right side of one page [PERSONAL NOTE: the edge nearest the world], a stain that erased some … Continue reading Five Poems by Andy Frazee

Two Poems by Sarah Sarai

One Day a Year You Can Take Something Home from the Met You have to have been born one block from the Long Island Sound. The museum’s insurance company requires proof Louie’s was serving clam chowder that night. Your parents’ bed would have had to be, of course, your first mattress and when you think back, sixty years later, it is essential you wonder, Where … Continue reading Two Poems by Sarah Sarai