he says he’s maddecent: the vapors by Justin Monson –for L I want you but the you whoto think about me I really mean is the youtell your friends about me who should know that you’re alland when I say you that matters in...
On The Fifth Rib by S Cearley S Cearley S Cearley is a former professor of philosophy and AI researcher in computer-derived writing. He currently lives eight inches above a river watching ducks, otters and herons. His chapbook “The Travesties of Plato” was...
Her Dance by Carol Ellis The stage is empty. The floor is quiet as the dancer’s face her face the dream of the dry fountain she walks past in the morning. The fountain dances water with a tall laugh and in her dream she throws a coin into the pool. Wishes living at...
Botany by Rob Carney I’m glad I know the ground’s a botanistand not just something that we stand on. Grow, it says, and there’s a sapling,then a tree globed out with peaches. Every autumn it says, Come here, let’s get those leaves off, baby.Kind of like science, only...
Six Variations Upon Ayn Rand’s Profession of Love for Her Husband, Each Concerning a Discrete Human Element by Stephen M. Sanders Asked if she believed she would see her late husband again after her death, Ayn Rand replied that if she did, she would have killed...
