Glossy lips, upturned in a cheesy grin. This is what I see when I think about the morning I left my country. The lips of a Ronald McDonald statue, painted red to match its garish hair and its clown’s outfit. Broad lips stretched into a smile that seemed much too bright under soulless eyes. I…
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REVIEW – The Liars’ Asylum (Stories) by Jacob M. Appel – Vanessa Braganza
Appel turns his professional interest in the workings of the human mind to a narrative exploration of the reasons we tell lies.
ONE POEM – Richard Brostoff
Above the house a low sun like a wrecking ball,
the world at the horizon splintered like a Rothko
ONE POEM – Stephen House
i order a long black
he looks at me
man on man gaze
i smile
TWO POEMS – Natalie Crick
I want to feel
the warm milk of your smile.
I want to see your reflection
in the moon’s mirror, polished like spring bones.
POETRY – Chavonne Brown
She was not like unwitting prey,
That had never sighted the lion;
She fled from him, knowing
As she did what it meant…
TWO POEMS – Nadia Patterson
i’d put stickers all over the moon
and hang it from the ceiling
in the living room
5 COLLAGE POEMS – J.I. Kleinberg
sunshine snacked on
a little
morning
ONE POEM – A. Martine
Brown girl: you don’t get a plot twist. Your story’s been penned
with strokes as hollow as they are spiteful
ONE POEM – Ian C. Smith
For those who forego the languor of home ground, that lethal rapine of routine, the most compelling sound of the travelling life might be a ferry’s foghorn throughout the night
ONE POEM – Clifford Brooks
Vacant of leaves
and shell-wrapped gifts,
dad and I can see the sky.
ONE POEM – Linda M. Crate
the fox and i
shared one glance
i think about it all the time
