Let’s Pretend

by Elizabeth Smith It was there that I found you, sitting out on my back steps,             humming a tune that reminded me of home. You were a left hand glove,                                     left in a child’s lost and found                         with no one to claim you aside from the hole torn in your             fourthContinue reading “Let’s Pretend”

Everything Oz

by Dustin Luke Nelson I know that I am saying thingsI will regret. There are slicesof my eyelids I’m regretting already.Molding shapes of greenlit smoke –pigeon with peach wounds, feathersfacing the wrong directionin scabs. Nothing is what it says, I lied.Green backlit father. Green backlit confessional.How much I know I’ve untrutheddaily. I am a lion.I amContinue reading “Everything Oz”