Nick Rattner
Nick Rattner You should make yourself a fire When I met Anya, she was visiting my friend Olga at the small liberal arts college in the town I was living [...]
Nick Rattner You should make yourself a fire When I met Anya, she was visiting my friend Olga at the small liberal arts college in the town I was living [...]
Kathleen Furin Mountain Pose The woman stood behind her, pressing her palms into her hips. The pressure felt gentle; good, even. Still she could barely breathe. She needed this job. [...]
Emily Jalloul Raising Daughters -for mothers, for my mother Thank god for orgasmsis what I think every timeI make myself come,like Cleopatra and her gourdfilled with raging beeswhich likely did [...]
Benjamin Faro Grain If not cold starter, thensunlight and a rising, thenbacteria performing miracles,multiplying. We need miraclesthese days—another life burstingthrough the burstingof what you call it whenyou’re tired and you [...]
Shawna Ervin U Uncle’s eyes unseeing like his brother’s, my father’s. Uncle’s thick, black, ugly hair bunched under his thinning Western shirt, the top button unbuttoned, more hair rising past [...]
Matthew Tuckner The Decline and Fall of the Roman Empire Like the two brains of a cuttlefishconspiring to mimic a rock, I canremake you into anything here. An itchy soul. [...]
Mara Beneway Song Inside the Music Box My friend teaches me how to be alone. She says I mustpicture myself as another person. I practice keeping my owncompany. Picture this: [...]
Sebastian Merrill Why I Left You: Reason #19 I cut myselfshaving: nickon my neck,bright blood.The red pearlreminds me ofthe rust stainon my sheetsafter you fuckedme in the assfor the first [...]
Todd Davis Pit Ponies Hooves cross the carved historyof horses harnessed to coal carts, forgotten century orphaned like a corpse. An echoof a mare’s whicker as she’s forced to mate [...]
Natalie Tombasco Bees! “Honey-drudgers. / I am no drudge.” -Sylvia Plath Bees yellow as Twinkies swan-dive into wisteria.Colony Collapse is her primal scream: orangeBlossom, alfalfa—gone spindly in pesticides,Monoculture disease. Where [...]
Emily Van Kley Dear Runner-up for the 2023 American Literary Review Poetry Contest, Judged by Brian Czyzyk Here is the cloud-addled sky,its long face dripping— the green backyardclutched in sun-snake & shadow. [...]
Julia Kolchinsky Dasbach On the 100th Day of War in My Birthplace Winner of the 2023 American Literary Review Poetry Contest, Judged by Brian Czyzyk The rhododendrons keep bloomingdespite the [...]