Frank William Finney
Western Words
Necklaces of jasmine-flowered words cling to the throats of whimsical tourists before blending with the bustle of Bangkok like clownfish...
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Latest Works
Rowan Tate
- Jul 19
- 1 min
incarnation
an unfinished feeling, he prays to something beautiful that doesn’t have a name. he tells god he must learn to be five again, when time...
Craig Kirchner
- Jul 19
- 2 min
ADIEU
The most memorable are the finals, my father on a morphine drip, burying my first dog, Sporty. According to Oxford, "goodbye" is...
Katherine Olsen
- Jul 19
- 1 min
Snail Vigil
Now that I have tucked you —cracked and broken, body soft— into the damp dark earth in May, the rain loosening the soil and bringing up...
John Zedolik
- Jul 19
- 1 min
Is
Perhaps god of time is a misnomer and god is time the correct alternative since the former indicates removal from the preposition’s...
Rowan Tate
- Jul 19
- 1 min
i tell god i want to write a poem entitled rubato that ends with a dying sound
when god made me he was singing and i am finishing the song—the way birds unfeather themselves into kaleidoscopic color, cosmos creating...
Michael Neal Morris
- Jul 19
- 1 min
Indistinct
A haziness obscures the horizon as I look for boats and islands on the Mediterranean Sea, or more precisely at them for no other reason...
Misty Layne
- Jul 19
- 1 min
a verse of divine demise
they said carve out the pieces of you that don't fit the world offer them up to the gods for a blessing (no, a curse) (no, a snack) that...
Haley DiRenzo
- Jul 19
- 1 min
Adam's Bones
What came first Adam’s rib or Eve’s womb? If they were not lovers but mother and son and he slithered from between her legs coiled at her...
Michael Neal Morris
- Jul 19
- 1 min
First Morning in Spain
First morning in Spain, not counting when the plane landed and we rushed language-less to find customs and our bags, I am sitting at the...
Rowan Tate
- Jul 19
- 1 min
procreation
i want a word for that barefooted breathing when god sprouts out of the ground next to me in a color that only exists in may, a verb for...
Wallace Truesdale II
- May 17
- 1 min
I Should’ve Been an Astronaut
Looking back, I should’ve been an astronaut: brave, weightless yet still attached to the ground, the balance that would answer all the...
Amanda C
- May 17
- 1 min
Creation
The god reaches down with sinewy arms like tender vines they curl around the bite-sized human He knits a garment out of honey and...
Andrew Kolarik
- May 17
- 2 min
Car Jammed
I raise my infant son and daughter, onto the barrier. We look out on a sea of chrome, southbound only, flickering into the distance. For...
Benjamin Parker
- May 17
- 1 min
An Age of Progress
The traditions recycled and passed down on an earth that forever stood still. An essence diluted to the dusty remains of some forgotten...
Jaymee Thomas
- May 17
- 1 min
Abyssward Uprising
They sit sallow in dourness, barely a ghostfire stays illumed in the depthless height of jealous Seraphim. They are grooming nits and...
Evan Burkin
- May 17
- 1 min
Luna
Your crescent scars the abyss where idle bodies should remain at peace. Your light torches their ambience a lightness akin to a swift...
Rick Hartwell
- May 17
- 1 min
Senior Moment
Thinly veiled moon plays peek-a-boo between clouds; shadows dance and disappear. Trepidatiously at first, then emboldened smelling gifts...
Jaymee Thomas
- May 17
- 1 min
The Silent Alchemy of Evening Light
In the quiet communion of night, stars of clarity softly indite their secrets— their arcane scriptures scribbled on the sky, a stippling...
Gill Shaw
- May 17
- 1 min
Shamanic Journey
I I go to the forest. He waits for me there. Lofty antlers, hooves planted. I climb into his mouth into his belly. I light a...
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