He said he banged into a wall… or fell down.
There was no doubt some other reason
for his wound, his bandaged shoulder.
Featured Poetry
Two Poems by C.P. Cavafy
AUBADE FOR AFGHANISTAN
by Benjamin Bellet
The pneumatic whine summed
to a roar of savior-engines, deafening.
We looked up at the contrails
through the quiet of our cigarette smoke.
heavyweight
by nat raum
the qualification to carry would appear
to be brute strength, as i’m praised
SINGING
by Claire Scott
I hear him singing in the kitchen
as he stirs sugar into jasmine tea
Kaboom by Nancy Kangas
Sorry about the crack in the wall of the kitchen,
said the formal women at the closing, signing over
their cared-for Foursquare
Nighttime, Gay Bar on 14th & P
by Jay White
I order vodka and seltzer and check my coat. // I look up and meet a pair of eyes; he must know I’m lost. Dizzy.
Fern
by Eli Slover
In the terracotta urn,
you have severed
yourself,
Canis latrans
by Barbara Duffey
But if // you leave it be, refuse to name it, yellow / eyes dance in the jar of the night like stars.
When All Your Seeds Fail
by Amanda Roth
Try compost – scraps / piled into a heap. The forgotten things / are begging for another life. Let’s say you could / get the dirt to sing.
*
by Simon Perchik
wobbling from some near-by breeze / reaching down as the hillside / where her shadow should be
