Old Wine

Eric Baron

Old Wine

Down came the boy, having rung the bell and done his duty. Now, he permitted the sting in his shoulder to bloom into a red sinuous flower: “Let it hurt. Let yourself feel for once, said the demon. Because they were alone, boy and […]

Introduction to Poetry in Issue 59

Welcome to the July 2016 issue of Abyss & Apex poetry. Many excellent poems have been submitted in May. Of the 150 poems, we are delighted to publish 9 in this issue (and another 9 in the October issue):

“Death of a flower” by Mercedes Webb-Pullman (Kapiti Coast, New Zealand) “Old Wine” by Eric Baron […]

Extinction

Brenda Cooper

Extinction

Dinosaurs live in museums in rock, in plaster casts, in drawings. They hang from ropes like large marionettes that we never had a chance to touch.

Volcanoes spewed ash over the ammonites, the mosasaurs and the plesiosaurs. Somewhere near the end, an asteroid.

Black […]

Entreaty to the Thunderous (Hexagram 51)

M.C. Childs

Entreaty to the Thunderous (Hexagram 51)

Custodians of raw sonance,

Silver shaman of white starfire,

We are heavy in our earth.

We are rich in the mire.

Let us be thunderous.

Recruit us to the constellations.

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M.C. Childs’ poems have been selected by Asimov’s, […]

Death of a flower

Mercedes Webb-Pullman

Death of a flower

Indifferent and bright as a slaughterhouse knife, headlights slice through the scene, shapes spring to life; Nijinsky in his shredded roses, mysterious angels with heavy thighs and sharp teeth, a soldier, a sailor, a bride in raven gown wrapped in […]

Captain Volta

David Arroyo

 

Captain Volta

 

Ka-Pow!

Bad guy plastered on a brick wall.

       He sticks. He groans. He slides

              down, slowly.

I have power. Stan Lee 4-color comic

       book power. I have the secret name,

              the secret word.

I have green lanterns for eyes, so cold

[…]

After Selling Your Soul to the Trickster God

Sara Norja

After Selling Your Soul to the Trickster God

Tomorrow she’ll take you but on the last night of your freedom, bury yourself in music. Rough chords gouge your skin, your throat’s choked with song,

muscles burning, as you leap through the dance– sweat rilling, heart […]

The Chinese Pirate Ching Shih Plays Go With a Hooded Opponent

Kendall Evans

The Chinese Pirate Ching Shih Plays Go With a Hooded Opponent

It’s said Ching Shih loved games of strategy Perhaps because she was so talented And savvy at naval warfare tactics Her favorite game, the ancient game of Go, Shen Dho was her usual opponent

“I […]

Visitors

Brenda Cooper

Visitors

They walked into my house on Saturday, two of them, no announcement. Sleek and complete with youth and metallic arms, fully functional hands, clever ankles with a sweet swivel, as if they were ballerinas.

They poked slender fingers into garbage, emptied the extra refrigerator, […]

Zen

Anna Cates

Zen

glinting zodiac a crooked pine points toward . . .

crescent moon crusting lava flow & . . .

bamboo dripping water over prayer stones . . .

between the worm and bird-watching cat . . .

a Buddhist monk alive on fire . […]