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Kristofer Collins: Gene’s Last Chance

Pity Gene for washing up here
dry as no August ever was
in Pittsburgh, scorched and sanded
of tongue and bereft of options.

August 5, 2021 · Leave a comment

Michael Simms: Heart of Glass

In Herzog’s great visual opera
The hero stands on a cliff
Above a valley where a river
Of molten glass carries
Light to the sea

July 24, 2021 · 6 Comments

Mel Packer: Angie’s Place

Where back in the corner, there’s always some guy in a Pirates ballcap with skin like an old leather shoe who’s nursing the cheapest beer on tap….

June 19, 2021 · 3 Comments

Richard Levine: Disturbing the Peace

“Do you want to know what war is about?”
Jake asked the talkative one. 
“Don’t say it, Jake,” I said. 

May 31, 2021 · 5 Comments

Michael Simms: American Ash (text and video)

Old warriors rarely
say anything about
people they killed or
horrors they saw

April 24, 2021 · 10 Comments

Video: Sundays

A crew of skateboarders in 12-step recovery.

November 29, 2020 · Leave a comment

Sydney Lea: Hole

He says even in the joint they didn’t have no trouble
gettin product
and once when they couldn’t, why, a bunch of them
shot up whatever, fools
that they all was

November 15, 2020 · 2 Comments

Michael Simms: Why you might be interested in my new book

Donate $20 or more to your favorite progressive cause or candidate, and Red Cedar Distribution will send you a free copy of my new collection of poems American Ash.

October 10, 2020 · 4 Comments

Peter Schireson: Kindling

even years later,
I still feel
nothing

August 4, 2020 · 2 Comments

David Huddle: Villanelle for Lady Day

Billie said, “If I’m going to sing like someone
else, then I don’t need to sing at all.” Let’s
just say I was white and knew how to conform.

June 18, 2020 · 2 Comments

Michael Simms: A True Story of How I Almost Became a Rock and Roll God (with special appearance by Iron Butterfly)

So there I was, jumping up and down on a king-sized bed in an expensive hotel in Miami Beach, drinking rum straight from the bottle. And right beside me, jumping up and down, playing the air-guitar and blasting out his famous song In-A-Gadda-Da-Vida, was Doug Ingle.

May 9, 2020 · 3 Comments

Michael Simms: The end of civilization as we know it

I want to apologize for walking in
When the dog was licking
Your bald head as you lay
On the couch drinking rum
Straight from the bottle…

January 18, 2020 · 23 Comments

Jason Baldinger: A Seventy-Four Dollar Shotgun

two men in camouflage
drunk loud talk, stare at shotguns

December 10, 2019 · 2 Comments

Jay Carson: Michael

On his route with a load of papers on his head,
he wasn’t tough enough to scare Michael
who socked him so hard papers flew
like peace doves all over Fifth Avenue.

June 27, 2019 · 1 Comment

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