Category Archives: Poetry

Christina Sng Mission to Mercury Standing on Mercury’s surface, I scan the utter desolation, The kiln-like sterility, A planet once abundant, Now bare and stripped down. The sun dances back and forth In the sky like a metronome As I … Continue reading →

Frank Coffman Daydream A billion stars spread overhead in the sky’s span of velvet black. Remembering what she had said: “The choice is hard—no coming back.” So this was where the journey led? This exo-planet void of life; about the … Continue reading →

Ann K. Schwader In SETI Silence The Drake Equation failed us. Once we thought belief might be enough: just listen hard & cross your fingers. Easy. We forgot how fragile intellect gets, battle-scarred by every little cataclysm. Let a war … Continue reading →

Katherine Inskip Fortune favors the cold Out here in the uncleared reaches beyond thirty AU, shallows of matter flow friendless and parched. Remnants of grit mark the dance-floor’s bound: the resonant parade where gas grows taut, where we circle like … Continue reading →

Noel Sloboda The Mummy Matriculates Despite the absence of transcripts and test scores he is given special permission to enroll, since he can pay his own way. “Nontraditional” is what they call him on his letter of admission and it … Continue reading →

Kelly Hanwright Valentine The heart is a mystic gypsy in a black turban, center crystal shining hypnotically. Some say it has internalized happenings from the beginning of the world. The heart is a shape-shifter tricking the minds eye: one way … Continue reading →

Gretchen Tessmer Dread-Sorrow and the Origami Girl dread-sorrow hides beneath the bed, blinking with wide, feline eyes, the black of midnight crushed like pomegranates in a bowl of blood, the silence of twilight lengthens like saltwater taffy to the point … Continue reading →

Erin K. Wagner Upon Living One’s Whole Life in the Wilderness The modern world that mapped The wilderness with short nubs of pencil Discovered the fable of the primitive family. The Russian family, exiled, read their Bible By the light … Continue reading →

Logan Thrasher Collins Neuraweb you clasp a pale blue ellipsoid and wander the Mojave at night gazing up at the neuraweb— a luminous network in the ionosphere. now press it to your forehead, feel a synchronized wave of nanowires expand … Continue reading →