In Consultation
By Heidi Selig — Anytime anyone expressed a feeling in my familial domicile, my mother would scream, “What do you want from me? Go and see a
Dec 27, 2021
I’d Rather Be an Elephant
By Catfish McDaris — There will be a few good moments, but mostly it will get worse. Cars and loved ones dying. Yesterday after 2 years of
Dec 24, 2021
When The Tables Turn
By Sydney Dabney — Imagine if you were in our shoes. Imagine if the roles reversed. Us, the oppressor. And you, the oppressed. The ones who
Dec 22, 2021
Reflection
By Sushant Thapa — Oh this forbidden path of poetry I walk. Meet me when the time is plenty. I will not be what you are afraid of.
Dec 20, 2021
Dancing Suzie
By Zaqary Fekete — I picked up Suzie on Friday night. We had coupons. If you know where to look you were set. The First Avenue concert venue
Dec 14, 2021
No Need to Respond
By Susan Swan — Over the past fifty years of friendship, I have lost you then found you over and over. At 18, I really did not know anything
Dec 12, 2021
Disappearing
By Kelly Kotewa — My mother is disappearing. This is not the woman who raised me. Her shape is still there taking up space. Her voice is
Dec 9, 2021
“Freedom Shadows” for Ahmaud Arbery
By Celucien Joseph — If freedom were a color, what will be its preference? Will it be brown, black, white, ultraviolet, or no color?
Dec 6, 2021
She Could Be Me
By Phyllis Rittner — Both my parents had dementia. I lie awake nights convinced I have the gene. I work with folks in their eighties and
Dec 1, 2021
My Grandma
By Maged Zaher — My grandma was mean and scared and scary. She would win the Nobel in fear. Ah, what I believe is harmful. Yet I don't have
Nov 28, 2021
Rather an Intermediate State
By Laszlo Aranyi (Frater Azmon) — In the doorway, the town dogcatcher, "Dogie" utters: "Gentlemen, I have told you before, you could learn
Nov 26, 2021
Flatbush Food Co-Op
By Ivy Raff — We came to know each other in these days, idly rolling the rickety red powder-coated shopping cart back and forth over cracked
Nov 22, 2021
Despite this Pandemic
By Sinéad MacDevitt — Despite this pandemic, I'm at work. Despite this pandemic, I'm on a sabbatical. Despite this pandemic, I'm constantly
Nov 19, 2021
e a r t h q u a k e: a social gathering
By priyanuj — Earthquake can get away with murder. Not the kind where she smothers me to death. She merely takes off the oxygen mask, so
Nov 16, 2021
Babba and Me
By Madge Kaplan — The first bite was easy, the crunch and chewiness as familiar as gazing at my toes. On the second bite, a bit of panic.
Nov 12, 2021
Pandemic Haibun
By Deborah Bacharach — I want to hug Marcie in her orange home-knit sweater. I can see her now coming down Greenwood past the buff work-out
Nov 9, 2021
Why am I a 28 year old Virgin?
By Aaron Curry — Ask me. Why am I a 28 year old virgin? Growing up in an area that's promiscuous and urban. Why, for the most part, have I
Nov 5, 2021