2.5 Almonds–Justin Hyde

a drug task-force detective calls me   right away I hear in his voice he still believes in what he’s doing:   ‘we’ve been on your parolee over a month pulled him over today 2.5 grams of crack cocaine under the driver’s seat taking him to polk county jail now’   2.5 grams of crack … Continue reading

Fall 2017 / Featured / Poetry / Poetry 2017 / Uncategorized / Volume 48

Becoming Persephone —Mary Ann Honaker

We’d sprayed gold paint into paper bags and huffed the fumes.  Detached from body,   self a phosphorescent bubble ahover in some bright-colored world, somewhere askance   from here.  My boyfriend passed out. Sometimes, when one says love, she means   A sour drink that tastes better than loneliness or the door that leads out … Continue reading


Doll–Toti O’Brien

Hear her sudden voice mortified by dirt walls. Speaks incessantly, murmuring a faint song then remembering sunbeams, silken umbrellas pink pearls. She lies outnumbered by acidic bottles rotten by dust and rust. Obstinate, undertaking obscurity moistened by twilight, she cries while with untrained fingers I scan for sensible lines in my ear full of labyrinthine … Continue reading