Literary Magazine


Attraction | Gregory Canillas

you strolled into my life statuesque, black at midnight   your eyes said it all as did mine we were attracted   while there were no bells or whistles there were fireworks exploding, multicolored and loud Gregory Canillas is a native of Los Angeles. He […]

The House of Men | Stewart Shaw

There is no touching in the house of men just wrestling moves power take downs no Touching, no removing of veils to tenderness I am embattled, trained in the ways of slipping touch trained by a skilled general in the war against gentle stroke and […]

He Wants to Read Me | Stewart Shaw

Daddy is calling from the other side Or wherever daddies call from When their echoes cease. I am paper Thin and unread, He calls to set my edges Ablaze, to see how fast I burn. He wants to read Me, calls me cocksucker. I smile […]

Dame Jere | Gayle Bell

Still small voice saw him first There be angels Ma’am would you mind putting these things on your walker I don’t get around so good The attaché had faded green party stickers Mondale vs. some obscure nemesisHe offered his half a turkey sandwich To a […]

Fanning My Dress Tail | Gayle Bell

1968 King, Kennedy, X and the girls Mysterious aggravating Gyrating to SHOTGUN Shot before they run She had on a white blouse white mini skirt white boots I was confused and smitten smitten and goofy Trying to find some rhythm flailing my thin body Holding […]

Untitled | Stephani Maari Booker

She seized me. She dragged me into her cavern and partook of my flesh. A lusty lion she was: mauling me tearing me open gnawing my insides licking my bones.   She awed me. She brought me to her temple, and I bowed under her […]

The Ancient Theater at Delphi | Sneha Subramanian Kanta

I sat on a step, as step by step everything loomed a cry, while surrounded by silence, like the muffled tears that lay untouched. The south-west Parnassus bolsters shadows of wood and stone, how the theater was built. The choruses still interlude over summers. The […]

Someplace Beautiful | Stephani Maari Booker

The glare of fluorescent bulbs The bland of white walls And the blah of tiled floors Are not the last things I want to see.   The beep of a monitor The drone of a TV set And the buzz of white noise Are not […]

Next Door | Daniel Dowe

Kids selling magazines, both from towns faraway, on my front facing porch, hanging back near the baskets that I forgot to water.   They ask for my sponsorship, so they can avoid profanity, misdirection, a life of crime, to instead do God’s appointed work: selling […]

In-Between | Clariss Flournoy

What happened to longevity   Going through each other’s Darknesses and knowing that you’ll still be with me.   I’ve seen couples that I thought were the lifetime breed,   Not that I know your business because, I mean, the grass is only as green […]