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by The Product Poet We each have our Fury.Mine is buried deep inside.Waiting to explode……like a volcano.Wondering who she’ll burn. Harnessing my Fury.But her tremors are coming.My own Richter scale……measures her progress.Many friendships she’s spurned. Controlling my Fury.Despite her annoyances.Not with medication……but with meditation.Patience is what she’s learned. At peace with my Fury.She will notContinue reading “Fury From Within”

by Michael Harper What does it mean when a prophet kills himself? Was it something I said, or will do? I know the future will be a Top Ten List on Buzzfeed, but that doesn’t mean it won’t be #sincere. It will all be familiar, like I found your profile days ago. I feel bothContinue reading “The Conjugation of Friendship”

by Mark Cugini I see the same patternsin whatever dumb moonwhen we’re lying onthe beach or MachineGun Funking in the freakmuseum. Will the whole fall beanother mammoth rootcanal? I am not readyfor the woods—my heartis a firefly hastily installedon whatever was leftof the rest of August. SoI take you to Fulton Streetto bag groceries withContinue reading “SUMMER OF CHRISTOPHER WALLACE”

by Amy Saul-Zerby I am Jack’s raging hard-on.I am desire for you in the midst of the horror moviesthat are our lives. I am staring down the barrel of a gunand I am not blinking.I am not good at staring contests,I’m just not afraid anymore. I am going to kiss you now: hold still. IContinue reading “UNTITLED LOVE POEM”

by Russell Jaffe Dreamt of killing a lover w a shotgunfunny shapes what in the blood. Big vitriol bloody flecks beholden O sweetdouble sun binary system infinite star splatters away yeahalways wanted a family of my own like dead grass and siding etc.Like a foal grazing beyond smudge’d glass doors in a house in aforestContinue reading “SELECTIONS FROM ‘INTROVERT’”

by MaryAnn Vega Remember that womanwho slit her tongue withan envelope and hermouth became hometo spiders? I slit my tongue with lifeexperience and liesnested in my mouthuntil they grew out ofme like vines. They often tangle withreality and the honestemotions that maketheir way up throughmy throat. Yes, I stopped thinkingabout you last Tuesdayat four. Yes,Continue reading “I lie”

by Patrick Trotti i have every intention of fucking youhe said to me,before i even knew his namea pragmatic romantic at heart.he bought me a drinksomething top shelf in a glass with icelit my cigarette for me,making sure to take his timeand have his hands brush up against mineas i protected the tip from theContinue reading “pragmatic romantic”

by Kyle Bonner I think I figured out the problem I think I’ve said that at least twenty times now But I think I’ve figured out the problem I walk around my new apartment draped in a blanket I go to sleep wearing a sweater When I think of warmth, I think of that deepContinue reading “Warm Up”

by A.T. Brunner not just your hands that I entrustwith my most precious of thingsbut all of youyou sneakon my throatI give up& in leather-scented fingertipsice-breath over lips give it a squeeze, yesadept at connecting all of my dotsstuff me in your black valise,your black heart, cat burglar

by Kevin Kuhlman I wake up from a deep sleep with dried drool along my faceYour hair is a mess but you smile Your breath is warm; your kiss heavily lies on my cheekI roll out of bed, hardwood cold runs through my toes You go for a runI sit in my underwear watching aContinue reading “Sick Day”