Angelica Krikler

       Nature Plants grow out of her eyes Because all she sees in him is the beauty of nature The chants she stops in her day to listen to The air she exhales And the mud she wipes from her feet But nature is a vicious cycle Two seas mix, the water...

Josh Ekroy

    Theft is a winding but necessary route to the pinnacles of equality. To strip a flat bare is to fill it with light; objects usher in the dark. Few homes today are forgivable as the rank odour of my pervades them so burglary is purifying, an amicable...

Beth McDonough

      Aegopodium podagraria, a Praise Song.   Now, I’ll choose to love this bishop weed’s efficiency. I shall admire his knit-wire roots, tenacious crazing tangle- down to anybody’s Hades. I will hymn some centurion’s aromatic salad – grab that...

Anthony Lawrence

      Difference   The once-in-a-thousand-year-flood came and went. We listened as though blood were a tide our bedroom an ark. At dawn we understood the full extent of what had occurred: as there was no sun, we attended a critical mass in our...