"that was just a dream, good morning:
regurgitate the stars and the soot"
- Ana Bozicevic
A Kind of Headless Guilt Emerges
"He fell in love like a woman
in the folded arms
of a drying sweater"
- Mary Ruefle
Matthew Brady Arranging the Bodies
"I
I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by madness"
- Allen Ginsberg
Howl
"The salt sparkles like an arctic church.
I have to blink against it all."
- Kiki Petrosino
Mustang Bagel
"A tin flask empties
itself from asking, the shadow's last chance
now wasted in some chandelier's dim lust."
- Greg Sellers
Shy Boy