Category Archives: Poetry

  ______________ Elizabeth Kirkpatrick-Vrenios’ award-winning chapbook, Special Delivery, was published in 2016, her second, Empty the Ocean with a Thimble in 2021, and her third, Concerto for an Empty Frame by Kelsay Books in 2023. Nominated four times for a Pushcart Prize, twice for Best of Net, she … Continue reading →

Gretchen Tessmer Gretel Returns to the Gingerbread House Gretel went back for Hansel but she fell into a trap that wily witch was waiting knowing love would bring her back same old tricks, sweet drinks and pie trays piled high … Continue reading →

Francesca Leader You Rumpelstiltskin You You came, Spindly fingers sporing, Eyes boring, Voice dewdropped with innuendo That there was nothing You liked more Than a pretty whore With a problem— Pretty (and) helpless, pretty (and) nameless, Your name a secret … Continue reading →

Holly Hunt It Happened Just Walking A grove of pine trees in the pasture Grown wild uncut for fifty years. A place the old man never steps inside where you venture, on one certain day and time, encompassed by a … Continue reading →

Fija Callaghan  Forbidden Fruit      Let us give a voice to the first woman, and reveal to her a world that lies just beyond her reach. Let us bring respite to the fairest of them all, and teach the cost … Continue reading →

Lesley Hart Gunn Trying not to Turn it isn’t natural for the human body to reject the sun. we are conditioned to yearn for the outstretched rays like the handprint of a god on our unworthy heads, but the moon … Continue reading →

Josh Pearce Mare Tranquillitatis a man dreamed of walking on the moon but when he looked back at the path trod said to god i see only one set of footprints in the dust why did you leave during the … Continue reading →

Anna Cates Porphyria’s Lover She is his summer fruit and autumn harvest— He tastes in her the change in seasons spring grass in cow’s milk first dandelions in her blood even the moon full and mesmerizing on thawing lake water … Continue reading →

Gemma Cooper-Novack   Marriage: The golem I came back to you / gun like one of your fingers clinging to pink doorframe / I screamed when you slithered around me / loose skin on my arms flaccid between teeth / … Continue reading →