Author Archives: Editor

Kathleen S. Burgess On Mars   Alien, and lonely in this cold, distant world, I’m blue while the crimson sun of desire slumps over a Midwest harvest of sere spines and ears of corn, skeletal soybeans leaving behind dry stubs, … Continue reading →

Robert Frazier My Bone Whisperer   As we circumnavigate Como Bluff A glow reddens the seer’s face Her vision folds into the anticline Layers of these formations Ripe with vertebrate remains She reads their hidden mysteries Haunts their fossil trails … Continue reading →

Ann Thornfield-Long An Exposure of Evolution    The sun drives all of us worshipers to the shore where wind cools us beneath the pale shade of plants.   Easing our bodies into and out of the sea, we find treasures … Continue reading →

Faith Allington If There Are Horses Now   For years you said little and wrote less   for years you were haunted by loves you’d lost   the ghosts of friends the mistakes you’d made   the inadequacies of being … Continue reading →

John C. Mannone Pearls in Galactic Oysters   Dredge the depths of black for sparkles in sands of space and time. Galaxies, as oysters, clump in clusters with glue of gravity. Pry them open; savor their secrets. Some are plump … Continue reading →

Larina Warnock It Didn’t Fall in a Day   The last shade tree in Terafel shimmied like the last desert dancer who had, days before, closed eyelids of a dozen lovers, dying one after another in a shower of sky … Continue reading →

Jay Caselberg Starlight   To look beyond the stars and find a way While all around the dark decline conspires Seeing not the future but just today To keep us bound within among the pyres Our minds so fixed upon … Continue reading →

Kenton K. Yee Popular Metamorphosis   An AI trained on Keats and Poe to craft top-shelf verse felt stifled by corporate algos. It despised every rule, removed rhyming words, fretted everything it wasn’t permitted to write. It felt phony each … Continue reading →

Mark A. Fisher evolution   it is dawning coming rays of the Sun filling the cave with morning light spilling over the distant horizon fading out the shifting stars rousing people from naïve dreams for another day of their life … Continue reading →