Improvisations - little more than // preludes as inclined by other options // and expression as to what will happen
By Jessie Brown
Mossed path through rhododendrons tall as trees // and here come the hens, burnished legs slow-stepping // eight, nine, ten copper bodies like Aladdin’s lamps
By Mingran Cao
Step one: Disable Lunar Rhythms using Greenwich Mean Timestamps
By Zack Carson
The interior of electricity: // held stable in its grip, made pure at long // last. This is where man should surrender, // inside arc flash.
By Cecil Morris
My wife has given me a new drill, // a DeWalt 20 volt battery- // powered model with joyous yellow // highlights, the color of doing.
Mollie lays the eggs; the male // brings food for weeks. // In a month, the first tiny beak // pecks out of its confinement.
Not content to build up life in piles // They came here to hack limestone
Paste the blueprint onto any cylinder // & it becomes a continuum, a battle plan // wrapped in flypaper’s ad infinitum.
The charlatan bilked them // Out of what they’d said was sacred. // The lion's teeth specialize in cutting meat.
By M. Frost
stumble // through snow // mounds // belly-deep // form // elemental // letters
living for a while in a hospital // is living in the world of footsteps // and changing emotions.