Stephen C. Curro

      calm river again, his fishing line caught on a tree * raindrops slide down the window death in the family * thick clouds snowflakes dot my dog’s fur * breaking clouds flower petals pasted to my windshield * Christmas dinner with Mom’s new...

James Norcliffe

      Sarsaparilla Road travels through swamps and reeds, over a black water creek and a narrow bridge, past the swift river with all of its snags and eddies, through the winding gorge of slippery-back slopes, scarps of limestone and galloping gorse to...

David Hanlon

      Location of Incident Not in that parking lot, not in that residential area, not in that blue car splashed with mud. Not in that leather backseat — fingernail torn. Not in that stuffy air clouding windows. And not — not in this heart. Yet — not not...

Mana Misaghi

      Mythopolitics we make sure to pack a deck of cards for the train, or a sunday afternoon visit to the park. the cards will give our hands something tangible to do, and that thing should be as far away from Productive as possible, for that is the...
Taḋg Paul

Taḋg Paul

    Taḋg Paul is a queer poet, former LGBTQ+ rights campaigner, and software developer. In 2022, an injury rendered him quadriplegic. During hospitalization and rehab he rekindled a love for writing poetry. Today he volunteers at Fighting Words mentoring...