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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…
Louis Klomp
Louis Klomp is a forty something closer to fifty proud father of two young adults, full time small business owner, part time writer, wood carver, painter, rustic antique refinisher, and, of late, computer assisted music/song composer and reluctant home renovator. He was born, raised, lives, and will likely say his…
Jessica Kashdan-Brown
Jessica Kashdan-Brown was born in Bath, England in 1997 and has grown up within the same area or thereabouts. She is currently aged 13 and takes much interest in writing and reading. Her career path is undecided and she has no other published work save this poem, but if you…
Rachel James
Tanya Grove
Tanya Grove would name her firstborn child Wergle Flomp if it weren't for the fact that her first child has already been born and refuses to change her name despite the miniscule chance that it might increase her mother's odds of winning a poetry contest of the same name. When…
R.G. Evans
R.G. Evans is the author of Overtipping the Ferryman (Aldrich Press, 2014). His poems, stories and reviews have appeared in publications such as Rattle, Paterson Literary Review, The Literary Review, and Weird Tales, among others. His original music, including the song “The Crows of Paterson”, was featured in the 2012…
Jenny Doughty
Jenny Doughty is a British poet who has lived in Maine for almost eight years. She is a former English teacher, and Education Advisor to Penguin Books in the UK. In addition to poetry, she has also published the books Key Poets, an anthology of pre-20th century poetry, Historical Diaries,…
Diana Chickosky
Diana graduated from Sarah Lawrence College with a degree in sitting around thinking she was going to be the next great dark gritty american novelist. Her novel is currently sitting in a dark desk drawer collecting grit. It is, however, great (in her megalomanicial opinion) and she does often have…
Jackie Zollo Brooks
Jackie received her B.A. in Drama at Tufts. Her long acting career ended when a Shakespearean touring company found profit in children's shows, forcing Jackie to play Max in a bear suit in “Where the Wild Things Are”. Moving on, she fell headlong into the acid bath at Harvard University.…
Ryan Baker
Originally plagiarized by Clement Moore, “Twas The Night Before New Years” was Ryan Baker's first dip into the pool of competitive poetics. After finding himself a “vanity reject” by several poetry contests, I assume for nothing more than extreme awesomeness, he stumbled upon the legend of the great Wergle Flomp.…
Susan White
Susan White is delighted to live in a city whose motto is “Keep Asheville Weird”, and she's doing her level best to pull her weight. Besides keeping a comical dirt fishing (metal detecting) blog under the alias Andie Hawk (ahdirtfisher.blogspot.com), she and her five dogs parade through the city's experimental…
Jason Schossler
Jason Schossler is a Pushcart Prize nominee, and his work has appeared in The Sun, North American Review, and Antioch Review. He's been awarded fellowships from the Ragdale Foundation, the Virginia Center for the Creative Arts and Oberpfälzer Künstlerhaus in Germany, and he is the winner of the 2009 Edwin…
Will Ross
Will Ross is a Poet and Satirist living in Omaha, Nebraska with his pack of wild terriers. He is the author of two books, Cattywompus and The Schoolwork of Bobby Anderson. He hopes to one day be the focus of a Scientology SLAPP Lawsuit. More of his poetry can be…
Leslie McClintock
I've been a poet since third grade when I wrote my first, but by no means last, truly awful poem. As if the title, “My Mountains in Montana”, weren't bad enough, my teacher accused me of plagiarism. The bare bones facts are that I have an MFA in Creative Writing…
Paul Lojeski
Paul Lojeski grew up in Cleveland, Ohio. That pretty much says it all. His poetry has appeared in ABZ Press and Right Hand Pointing, and is forthcoming in Barrow Street. His poem “I'm No Pacifist” won the 2010 UDWC Green Heron Poetry Prize. He's seen in a photo with a…
Richard Hayes
Dick Hayes is a Liverpool-based Poet. He has produced a collection of poems and got a few merits plus honourable mentions in competitions. He wonders whether he is capable of writing the elusive novel that will break into the big time. Happily married to Hilary with five grandchildren and a…
Lauren Dunlop
Lauren Dunlop is an obnoxious 18-year-old who has been fully literate for several years now. Her career thus far has consisted of writing book reports, journals of her hopes and dreams, and texts to her friends. While on her GAP Year, she decided to combine her love of writing with…
James Roderick Burns
James Roderick Burns was born in the northeast of England in 1972. Educated at Balliol College, Oxford, he completed a Ph.D at the State University of New York in 1999 before returning to the United Kingdom. In 2009 he graduated with distinction from the Creative Writing programme at Oxford University.…
Scott Bailey
A recent recipient of the John Mackay Shaw Academy of American Poetry Award and a 2009 Pushcart Prize nominee, Scott Bailey received his MFA from New York University, and he is pursuing his doctoral degree in Creative Writing at Florida State University. He also received a M.A. in Creative Writing…
Benjamin Taylor Lally
Benjamin Taylor Lally seriously does not like Walt Whitman's poetry. He is humbled to be back in the finals of the Wergle Flomp competition. He hopes to someday write as elegantly as his 18-month-old daughter Sophia. He can be seen here surveying the capacious lands that surround his vernal home…
Wendy Waters
Since completing a three-year Literature course in 2000 I have written four musicals, “Scheherezade”, “Alexander”, “Goddesses”, and “Fred”, and a few manuscripts. My book The Medici Files, a humorous parody of The Da Vinci Code, was published by Zeus Publications. In 2007 I won the Women's Weekly/Penguin Short Story Contest…
Tabitha Bagatha
I am the high priestess of the temple of Miley Cyrus, of the Gregorian chapter. The words call to me, verily, and spit divine plasma into my auditory receptors, such that the grandness of her words rub up salaciously against the holy spark in me. I have a bachelor's degree…
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