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Kevin Spenst: Two Poems

Kevin Spenst: Two Poems

What’s Shaken from the Sun   We dream our ideals into each day, wake within some souvenir of failure, vacation in a lovely schmutz of laughter. Confounded by fuck-ups and shoddy directions, we hovel respite from the pits. We dream our ideals into each day. Compounded by weaks and yearns, time pummels our expressions. Our...
Mariner Janes

Mariner Janes

the cutthroat's wishlist   crept in to covered spaces, crawled in anywhere, became punctured with hidden, felt up and abandoned   memory loss, if reconstructed in a three dimensional way ship steers, bucks left uncoiled and repulsed   if you were to look back at the crux of the ocean the dividing line, the long...
Megan Jones: Two Poems

Megan Jones: Two Poems

Ophelia’s Video Selfie   Act 1   Green girl in a garden. A girl, a veil of green.   Videos in the garden direct how I’m to be   or not to be seen.   Act 2   Dear Hamlet, Hi, Eff you.   Act 3   For every forty-two selfies I edit three:  ...
Leanne Dunic: Three Poems

Leanne Dunic: Three Poems

Test   Tolerance for raw meat is a good start.     You've got a nice selection of scars but I need more proof.     Here's a sleeping bag, plastic cup, a box of raisins.   You don't like raisins – yet.   Flashlight, gauze, a bottle of water. Keep matches dry.    ...
Raoul Fernandes

Raoul Fernandes

An Ache in the Knot    if there's a shortness in the breath of the lungs if there's an ache in the muscles of the arm   if there's a knot in the shoulder and a soreness in the throat if there's a redness in the eye   and a twitch in the lid if...
Rob Taylor: Two Poems

Rob Taylor: Two Poems

Naked   Evening circles sunlight from the sky, mirrors my window, one way. Outside I must be museumed, diorama'd, aglow.   I turn to see who's watching, find the one man I'd forgotten to expect, and behind him, through him,   blurred into his face and eyes, a wall of books I read once, shelved,...
Sugar le Fae: Two Poems

Sugar le Fae: Two Poems

Love, an Abstract   His torso’s door gnashing ravenously, the Tin Man chases, chest-first, after the heart floating an arm’s length out of reach in his own hand.   Clownfish —after Britney Spears   My feelings for you are like the incestuous loneliness of the sea anemone. To be all-feeling is its own kind of...
Nav Nagra

Nav Nagra

  Nav Nagra is a writer, reader and knitter. She is currently working on two books of poetry.
Eli Zibin

Eli Zibin

  Eli Zibin is a poet in Vancouver.
Jillian Christmas

Jillian Christmas

Just how some folks play the blues   "There's just some thing about the wide-mouthed women!" I say, bashful over details of my latest adventures, down the front of slim trousers and up the back of summer skirts. My lover is coolly unsurprised; it's all common tongue for the young ones like us who shake...