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Louis K. Lowy
Louis K. Lowy, a retired firefighter, is a struggling husband and father, struggling Florida International University creative writing student, struggling musician, struggling filmmaker, and an accomplished struggler. He is the recipient of a State of Florida Individual Artist Fellowship. His work has appeared in Coral Living Magazine and The Florida…
Randy Cousteau
As the non-author of the imaginary book Psychopathia Sexualis in the Sea, Randy Cousteau—holder of the prestigious Tender Tentacles Grant from the Sensuous Cephalopod Institute—would like to assure his readers that cross-species felching occurs in the animal kingdom far more often than one might expect. He is pictured below, practicing…
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Sneakerheads
In my fifth grade universe, you needed only three things to survive: yo mama jokes, a jump shot, and decent kicks. Rich Jamal had those beautiful black and red patent leather Jordan's, trim shimmering like puddles of night with each liquid step though the halls. Lanky Preston had the Penny's;…
Late Round and Boxer
LATE ROUND This clinch is preface to the final embrace of loss Even the winner knows, thirty-six minutes that make you less No matter how much leather you dish and eat. What's sweet About this science isn't confined to the sweat Whose salt rivers run you down Like rapids that…
Dee C. Konrad
A leading educator and published author, Mrs. Dee Konrad was Associate Professor in the English faculty of Barat College of DePaul University, and served as Dean of Liberal Arts and Sciences for the year 2000-2001.
John Reid
John Howard Reid, founder of the Tom Howard/John H. Reid Fiction & Essay Contest and the Tom Howard/Margaret Reid Poetry Contest, won first prizes and other awards in prestigious literary events. A former journalist and magazine editor, he published several historical novels, a collection of poetry, a guide to winning…
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A Police Action in Vietnam
The Voyeur Explodes
I shove my face inside your skin and wear you like a balloon. We lifted the top off of your Baghdad sky only to find barrage balloons hung still above the city like the swollen bodies of medieval criminals. We lifted you out of the spider hole and checked your…
Thinking of Oz
There was the rainbow, right over Peekskill, as I drove my daughter to dance class. The city Frank hated, his walks near the waterfront, to get away from the military academy, looking down at the yellow bricks set at sharp angles, the ballast ships left behind, heavy as that we…
Firework Elegy, First Snow
FIREWORK ELEGY Inside an olive sky, they huddled on quilts stretched over hills. They waited for the bright splashes thrown at the sky, the ways of speaking—light, spark, rise. He hated that this was home. For him, these holidays would be different, but they opened mouths, shouted to each blast,…
The Country of Your Garden
for Robert Despite everything, there you are again, deep in the humid thighs of July, propagating Eden, little by little as you walk, regal and measured, lip curled, hands clasped behind your back, through the hay strewn paths between raised beds, the blazing democracy of your garden flourishing beyond all…
Price
they circle, lattice of camaraderie pattern-worn like the lawn chairs cupping them close to earth. unready to test their strength on children grown and birthed in the space left by their absence, fingers curl around cans and bottles savoring what was out of reach. hours ago they stood taut while…
Nostra Donna del Cielo
NOSTRA DONNA DEL CIELO Sirens all night, but in the morning Mama still made us go to Mass. From down the hill we could see the spire was gone, smoke holding its place like phantom pain. We made our way over rock crumbled like cookies, over pages of song-books, scattered…
Abacus, Panic, The Eyes Open to a Cry
ABACUS How do I tell the woman who cleans my house the difference between knives? That the serrated are cheap, meant only for dining, the larger blades for husking flesh away from its bone, their finer edges to wait in phalanx at the wooden block. This luxury of sifting divisions…
Elegy for Soldier Who Returned Without A Voice From the War in Iraq
You came back from the war with a silence you did not understand, with a PTS other men in your corps felt. As I walk through the Wal-Mart now in Marble Falls, I think about the question, ask myself, What could you do after the fact of what was done…
The Revolution Is..., Lying on the Grass in Central Park with Mary Alice Under Military Planes Headed to Vietnam
THE REVOLUTION IS… That you showed up without an army, without concrete overtones; you stood here, one body under girth of girders, suspended between cities, held a cheese sandwich and a thermos of Turkish coffee, held my hand for only a moment and said, “On that side, Brooklyn, hammered out…
Ash-Shahid, Blank Verse for Army Recruitment Officer: New Orleans, The Armless Child
Ash-Shahid The Witness—One of the Ninety-Nine Names for Allah We forced them all back inside their house, then brought out a check for three hundred dollars. This in compensation for our killing their cows—target practice for mortar rounds. Then we brought in a small aquarium with bright blue gravel and…
The Casualties of War, A Soldier’s Making
The Casualties of War Mahmudiyah, Iraq for Abeer Qassim Hamza Al-Janabi (1992-2006) “We did not send a rapist and a murderer to Iraq” —The aunt of former U.S Soldier Steven Green to the U.S. District County jury at Steven Green's trial for rape and murder. He comes to you. You…
Guy You Want
The car breaks down but I don't because the tow-guy identified and dialed from inside the warm car seconds after some pin, valve, lever or whatnot failed is on his way. I wait, holding a hot cappuccino, watching the mirrors. The truck pulls in ahead of the car; he writes…
An Interrogation, San Miniato
An Interrogation When you sleep in the palace I count imaginary explosions When you wake between hours look out at sand become sky become an inverse of dark When you lace unlace your boots When I try to write this scene how unlikely When you see night sun spades across…
Almost Never
Almost never do the actual people call for war to come, to spill its graceless fire upon their own small towns, upon their own brown fields: The farmer hoeing backwards through his rows, his nose to the musty earth and the insects rising; The old tobacconist who nods in his…
The U.S. Invades Iraq, on American TV
Thumb the plastic bar molded to fit your palm, turn up the volume, Your nation will soon be free— George Bush on Iraqi TV's new Western broadcast, Nahwa Al-Hurieh, Toward Freedom, CNN's omniscient eye sweeping over palaces' shiny nude paintings, Fantasy art, the broadcaster declaims— channel skid and Jennifer Lopez…
Coals and Smoke, Titanium and Clay, Boomers
Coals and Smoke His hours are suckling pigs in his smoke-shack. He shovels hickory into the pit, manages its red eye, mixes vinegar with pepper, chops slaw, simmers collards. He likes vegetables—they have no faces—but meat is his gift, and numbers don't lie: three hundred diners a day, twice that…
No Applicable Regulations
Scorpions find whatever shade they can, wait out the day, sheltered from heat like a hammer in the manner of cold-blooded things. We find them under sandbags. We forget, sometimes, our gloves. Stick fingers in unguarded, welcome the sting, the fall, the one chance we ever get to shirk duties…
Mullaitivu, Sri Lanka 2009: The Road
War is an emblem, a hieroglyphic of all misery. —John Donne 1. A bad time came to us Don't stay here, they told us The crows also spoke Don't stay in this place, they said My husband took his tractor to transport the old ones Stay in the house, he…
Champions: Hebrews 1, Philistines 0
“And the Philistine cursed David by his god.” —First Book of Samuel, 17:43 Goliath, by cursing David, denies David's God, intending by this to rattle him, for he's a heckler. Yet he's also David's cousin, descended from Orpah, the sister of Ruth, three generations back. To the spectators, he's the…
Nita Ritzke
Nita K. Ritzke writes poetry and plays when not teaching literature or directing theatre as associate professor in the department of Language and Literature at University of Mary in Bismarck, ND. Ritzke earned her B.S.E. in English and Communication Arts from Minot State University, M.A. in Theatre from University of…
Reuven Goldfarb
Reuven Goldfarb writes poetry, essays, fictionalized memoir, and alternate reality fiction. He makes his home in Tzfat, a mountain village in northern Israel, where he hosts a monthly meeting of the Upper Galilee branch of Voices Israel and has begun teaching a course entitled “Formal Elements in Poetry”. From 2009-2012,…
Bill Duvall
Bill Duvall is a Baltimore native and retired federal employee living in North Carolina. He has a BS in Economics and an MFA in Writing (Poetry) from Vermont College of Fine Arts. He is a member of the North Carolina Poetry Society and the US Dramatists Guild. His poetry has…
Dispatchers, Jock Strapped, Encomium
Dispatchers Who will speak to the dead? They hem us in. They press up against us in our churches. We are the dispatchers sending them in yellow taxicabs to the front, nailing them to the aluminum skin of tandem Airstreams & still they pull the prows of those silver palaces…
Holocaust Documentary or Never Again
The man was a boy in the Ukraine whose family escaped the ghetto before the henchman went door to door making the Jews march to a ditch where they were told to strip naked and face forward before being shot at close range and then kicked into the gaping hole.…
bin laden
A bindle, a bed ad-libbed in a bladed lane. In a linden dale in a nabbed land denied bail, a leaden bell addled and in need. All in all, a dead label and a Bible-enabled ballad and a blind din and a bane. A laden bin.
To Squat or Not
I took a trip to Europe, and this is what I found. Restrooms are not plentiful, and most are underground. When nature called in London It's quite proper to admit, I never had a problem when it was time to s…. In Belgium, it was Tuesday. I viewed the pissing…
My Lawyer
My lawyer has reached the highest success Imperturbably managing others' distress. His clients may shout, utter curses obscene, Execration, invective, meant to demean Former partners, or deadbeats or erstwhile wives, Or revenue agents ruining their lives. See them gather dispirited, angry and glum. Awaiting a gaggle of lawyers to come…
Thesaurus Rex: Defunct
(The Agony in the Life of a Crossword Puzzler) I know a “sea eagle” is an “erne” and the Egyptian god named “Horus,” I have the French for “school,”—“ecole”—and a synonym for “porous;” “Tio” is “Uncle in Barcelona” and “worthless stuff” is “dross,” But with four letters in and three…
Exile in Dumpsville
He walks in with eyes wide open like garbage chutes, taking in the whole of the place until they settle on their target—she's sitting with her roommate in the back corner of the coffee shop, cups and pens between them like they're doing third grade arts and crafts, crumpled paper…
Wanted: Heartbreaker
Dear John Poem
This is for you—dear Mr. Reid— who judge too few who do succeed, when at submissions, blurry-eyed, you read and read, get mystified at “poets” you must wish to scathe— their poems need a paper lathe! Cut to the center of the pile, as many lodgings aren't worthwhile. Those titles—stinky—rhymers…
Dance of the Devil Woman
(after Robert Burns, “Tam O'Shanter”) When the hoodies have all left the street, And we hear the sound of stilletto'd feet, Girls clip-clop their way to the latest club, While the menfolk watch from inside the pub. The young ones sip their bottled beer While all decked out in designer…
Jillian Peet
All seekers of truth, come flock to my booth and I'll tell you a tale that's good It involves a young dame who puts most to shame when it comes to eating food Here at this fair, I've seen my share of those who can pack away the meat But…
Sestina to the Fox Hill Neighborhood Board Regarding My Lack of Compliance with the Holiday Decoration Guidelines as Outlined in the 10-13-12 Meeting Minutes
Though the Board is selling holiday cheer In the form of 8” diameter mailbox bows, I already have in my possession, an attention- Getting 9” bow, which showcases my individuality With its green pinstripe, unlike the solid red bows of my neighbors. Please reconsider my request to use this bow,…
Lessons in Posh Fingering
What I'm about to tell you is a secret none knows, About a discipline so dangerous, reserved only for those That are deemed worthy of its power so most men need not apply As few will ever master….. the Venus Butterfly. (Now for) the Venus Butterfly you'll need a firm…
Jay Steingold
Jay was born in the University of Washington Hospital and returned some years later to spawn and learn how to write creatively. His work has appeared in the UW's literary magazine “Quorum” in addition to various now defunct literary magazines and a Canadian anthology. He stores some of his poetry…
Katherine Meyer
Hazra Medica
Hazra C. Medica is a young writer with absolutely no writer's cred. She neither grew up poor in some fantastic ghetto somewhere. Nor has she any website to shamelessly peddle. She has a BA in something and a MA in another and will soon be starting a Ph.D programme (at…
George Mazzeo
George Mazzeo is a retired Air Force pilot who enjoys aviation, the outdoors, and writing whimsical verse. His literary heroes are Ogden Nash and Dorothy Parker. He also writes on the subject of professional ethics for continuing education providers. His book, Sleeping Dogs…Ethics in the Workplace, has been in publication…
Andre Levi
Andre Levi lives and writes in Santa Barbara, California. When not going running, playing music or saving homeless cats, she can be found writing psychology articles, quirky poetry or even quirkier short stories in local coffeehouses. She has articles or poems in inkbyte.com, SageTrail, and others. Personal and professional interests…
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