a long-stemmed rib
Poetry by Chelsea Falconer published in Vol 3 Issue 1
He lost a rib, for her.
He gained. A heart weighs more. (more…)
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Pink Chiffon
Poetry by Morningstar Pinto published in Vol 3 Issue 1
In essence, she walks with thrift store hands
Showcasing dead old lady beads
Once worn to tea with Dukes, princesses and little girls in pink chiffon.
Beauty Marks
Poetry by Chelsea Falconer published in Vol 3 Issue 1
Beauty has left her mark, I
hear, she left you awestruck-
unable to speak. All your words blocked
by Adam’s dubious apple, lodged
relentlessly in your throat.
Relationship = Fish
Poetry by Morningstar Pinto published in Vol 3 Issue 1
Is the life expectancy of a fish comparable to that if a relationship?
Choose it.
Bag it.
Contain it. (more…)
Lettuce for Lunch
Poetry by Morningstar Pinto published in Vol 3 Issue 1
Lettuce drink in our complacency,
Lettuce tread amongst our decisions,
Lettuce swim through our mistakes,
Lettuce dream in our waking,
Lettuce eat our words.
Entire Life of Hitchhiking
Poetry by Kade Krokosinski published in Vol 2 Issue 1
Entire Life Of Hitchhiking
Cedar trees covered in snow
The clean light of winter
A car on the road (more…)
One Bridge Near Redwater, Alberta
Poetry by Geoff Guenther published in Vol 2 Issue 1
One Bridge Near Redwater, Alberta
near redwater I can remember
the long bridge over
the north saskatchewan river (more…)
Growing Up
Poetry by Jay Morritt published in Vol 2 Issue 1
Growing up
They just aren’t the sort of questions
you ask someone:
“Do you not like me?”
“Why do you roll your eyes
when you see me?” (more…)
Summerland
Poetry by Megan Gartrell published in Vol 1 Issue 2
There is nothing like returning to a place that remains unchanged to
find the ways in which you yourself have altered. – Nelson Mandela
Paper boats sail between marijuana flavoured apple trees
faceless boy paper routes
ride past GRAD ‘97 etched in beer filled mountains
Tractor
Poetry by Megan Gartrell published in Vol 1 Issue 2
Atop the driver’s seat I perch,
sun burnt legs dangling.
Skin clings to sticky worn leather,
smells like gas and grease.
All elbows and ears
I run my hand along the tires.
Rotten apples squeeze
sweet juice between the rubber grooves. (more…)
It’s What Brothers Do
Poetry by Shannon Graham published in Vol 1 Issue 2
My brother
Sleeps on couches all over town
Steals my clothes and
Only comes home to shave
And eat everything in the fridge.
My brother
Is friends with his ex-girlfriends
Dating my friends
And nobody hates him. (more…)
Learning to Run
Poetry by Jessica Michalofsky published in Vol 1 Issue 2
The old place was an acre or two of wooded land with a few small clapboard buildings set back from the road and shaded by a broad and high canopy of pale green maple leaves. We called it the old place because it was the first place, where our parents were born and learned to walk without shoes. (more…)
Cluck
Poetry by Andrea Routley published in Vol 1 Issue 1
First Date: we
meet we
talk we
click
Second Date: phone call ‘come
to my house to
see a scary movie’click
I’m not so young – I know this trick
click cluck
I hop in
Waves
Poetry by Andrea Routley published in Vol 1 Issue 1
I love that you said ‘I feel solid
with you’ because I’m feeling like waves
my mind and my body are swirling I’m swept off my feet and you’re plum
punch and sap
crash (more…)