Category Archives: Poetry

Darrell Lindsey Scifaitanka beside me on the basement step a hologram with the password to the king’s lair _______________ Photo credit: Illustration for a defunct laser hologram 2017 eBay Canada listing: http://www.ebay.ca/itm/BIG-Rare-true-3d-film-laser-hologram-picture-Dragon-3D-Dinokonda-/252969136391    Copyrighted by the author unless otherwise noted. … Continue reading →

Marge Simon The Scholar’s Off-World Girlfriend   He kept his hands in his pockets when they met, as if she might be contagious. They walked a way, stopping at the bridge to watch the fish perform a shadowy ballet. Over … Continue reading →

Steven L. Peck The Steam Wolves Hunt She blew out the red tallow candle as we listened to the sound of the wind in the rigging while our eyes adjusted to moonlight and shadows as the airship rose creaking and … Continue reading →

LeRoy Gorman dominant gene triceratops & pterosaur ribs & wings fine dining for the discerning time traveler that’s what the sign said where I met the vegan Cro-Magnon temptress I gave up my meat-eating ways went back with her to … Continue reading →

Sandi Leibowitz Lapis Lazuli lapis, I said, and felt the stone dissolve warm on my tongue. you, too, tasted. here is where birds understand the purpose of their wings, and the rose learns the art of unfolding itself, you said, … Continue reading →

Robert Frazier Your Clone Knows What You Know Everything until the very moment of her creation that is she knows your childhood secrets your moments of triumph sure but also the quiet hot afternoons when you sailed to that tiny … Continue reading →

Patrick Smith Astronomy for Amateurs 2047 GMT, 02.27.09 30.542374 N, 84.438587 W (for Loren Eiseley) Big Bang breaches the membrane, rushes into the vacuum. Barred owl’s incantation bruises dew gathering on grass. The Pleiades come into focus when looked at … Continue reading →

Tina Connolly tiny atrocities there is nothing you can confront me with from my past those silly sordid secrets that everyone has! the girl I gave a red apple, insides bleached white with tooth-tart poison, the horse I had slaughtered, … Continue reading →

Brendan Constantine “And now unto my calling … ” My local doctor has never had a live patient. I’m not ready, he says, but soon. One time he went through my entire medicine chest & looked at everything for hours; … Continue reading →

Sandra Kasturi In the Mythic Wood The forest had surrounded us at last, the birdsong ceased when night crept down from the evergreens on its secret paws. The breadcrumbs went before we had even noticed, and then there was nothing … Continue reading →