I’m new. Here at the department store I’ve sold myself as a stockboy, part-time, after school. I don’t have a car so Lamar Croft drives us in his ’66 Oldsmobile 442 from school down Sawyer Road at 110 miles per hour until we come to Allgood Turnpike. A right turn, more speed, and then we’re [...]
Tag Archives: Poetry
The Truth About the Kiss: A Poem by Traci Brimhall
No one wants to know Vivien Leigh walked off screen and complained about Clark Gables’ bad breath. No one wants to know an act of betrayal inspired Rodin’s marble lovers. We want to believe in passion, in moonlight and doorways, that slip of the tongue we give so we may be taken. But we must [...]
Syracuse Light: Poem by Sarah C. Harwell
After a Caravaggio Painting We live in a city of weeping houses, dogs howl, cats are skinny, paint peels, times are hard. Our souls reside in the dollar store, we work and borrow monthly to pay our debt. What do we owe? Gamblers continue to gamble even after the light shines on [...]
A Poem For Kevin Brockmeier Which Borrows Its Section Titles From Albums By The Cure by Heather Swan
I. The Top In the year 2008, scientists say devastation is on the horizon. That there is no stopping it. That we’ve begun the downward slide. II. Staring at the Sea And look, an elaborate castle made entirely of sand. III. Boys Don’t Cry [...]
Two Poems By Laurel Bastian
NORTH POLE MISSIVE I want a grown toy with a bald spot like chrome and pecs I can bounce my breasts off of. the hinge my life’s waiting for. a mini-chow, in a chow purse made of snake, which, if alive, would swallow it irreversibly. I want stilettos made of Stilettos so I can walk [...]


