Author: Alfonso Colasuonno

Two Poems, by Zoe Mitchell

Lines From A Single Dad   My city fell and I must let it lie – each building now rubble and its name, ash. Some swarthy intruder ripped down the walls that rose around me and my wife told me cold my future was elsewhere, without her. I packed what would fit within a heart’s […]

Brandy McKenzie's poem "The Librarian"

The librarian by Brandy McKenzie

God, these libraries of stories and expectations: there’s a reason they’re dusty.  God, the librarian        suggesting a volume or two   like some pinup fetish tease I’ll give you a hint, then silence All of our hungers reduced to this: a taste  a polished finger raised and tracing the promise of full lips   What more could […]

Poem about cancer and chemothrapy

Sickness, by M. Sakran

There’s a sickness, when someone attaches, a chemotherapy pump, to a hole in your chest, while smiling. # M. Sakran is the author of a collection of poetry entitled First Try, a self-published eBook of poems with explanations called Understanding: poems with explanations, and has also written a number of items for magazines and websites.  M. Sakran’s poetry related […]

Short fiction

All of Saint Peter’s Associates, by Jihoon Park

Saint Peter sat at his desk, doing figures. Stacks of papers were strewn across his desk as he typed away on a small desktop computer. The only other object on his desk was a small, incandescent and insufficient lamp. At first he was against the idea of going digital. He had used ink on honest-to-god […]

Two, by Tiffany Nakawatase

There was two of him inside of one. The man he was inside my bedroom And the man he was outside my bedroom. And I swear, each of them were different men. # Shedding the old to find the new. Tiffany’s writing is a mix of love, despair, loss and growth.

King Acid, by Patrick King

And then there was King Acid. He was like Johnny in The Wild One. What was he rebelling against? “Whadda ya got?” King Acid a whirligig of energy, of sadness, of liberation. I met him in June 1998 at a little apartment party. I was only seventeen, but out of high school and sharing an […]

The N Word Poem, by Shawn Hudson

Introduction by the author: I’m Shawn Hudson, a young Black man in America that writes poetry and stories that are a reflection of the life and times. When writing The N Word Poem I wanted to express how I feel that we as African-Americans need to focus on the big picture and not get caught […]

Poetry for Beautiful Losers

Recipe/Ransom Note, by Julia Horwitz

window closed its lips and you walked in (silence, dust, powdered sugar, cinnamon, tbsp. of warm milk) brand new freckle push-pinned into my neck Suddenly, I could fall asleep in the back seat feel clean just by licking each of your fingers I swore I’d never need to read another menu I’ll have the regular, […]

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