La Poesie Me Volera Ma Mort, Chris Bullard
“Writing from the grave is a pleasure. / Everything is monumental here.””
Comma fortissimo, Alexey Deyneko
“The orchestra is ready / To start its performance / Some dog is unhappy / And barks.”
Worlds Crossing the Palm of Reality, Christopher Collingwood
“My world is a string / of proverbs – a chain of / of 1’s and 0’s, an electronic / mosaic / offering vision, / a wave of immersion / finding shape beyond the senses”
Funeral Flowers, Jessica Lee McMillan
“cut for the dying, funeral flowers / make shoes for descent. // I trim away curling leaves, / leave fresh petals.”
A Compass for Ariadne, Greg Sendi
“You hear princess, you think some child. She was not young. She lived a life apart at Gortyna, away from palace things, more like a nun almost, to tend her brother.”
Skulliosis, Ryan Warrick
“A single skulliosis exam lasted for as long as it takes to start suspecting that the kid currently inside was infected. Poor Kenny Guava who never went anywhere without his Naruto headband. Poor Robby Cain who was always so sleepy all the time and it just made you want to tell him that he better learn to tighten up, bucko. Poor Lyle Letterman who would still sometimes pee at the urinal with his pants and underwear all the way down to his ankles.”