Toaster Poem, by Nathaniel Krenkel
Philosophy and Poetry are not bedfellowsThey are beds.The toaster is a marvelous thing.How many dead toasters fill the land? A […]
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Older, by Octavia Cade
There is a haunted house. It is made of whalebone, of mammoth bones, of overhanging cliffs and caves. It has
Ask a Necromancer, by Amanda Downum
Bring the Meteor to the Skeleton Christopher asks, “In modern times, what precautions are taken to ensure that someone is
The Time I Watch the Foxes Drink, by Jonothan Pickering
I’m not having eyes anymore, but still I’m seeing him visit that wretched body, day after day after day. Time
Gorgon. Chemotherapy. Party Time., by David Arroyo
After “Here I Am” by Martin Espada She slides into the Hammerstein Ballroom, gorgon at a monster’s bash, styling and
A Dervish among the Graves of Ghazni, by Tanvir Ahmed
Among the strange happenstances and peculiar mischances of ancient times is the story of a dervish in Ghazni who dwelt only among the dead.
My dead aunt visits me in the dream. But, my phone autocorrects Dead Aunt as Dear Ant, by Chinedu Gospel
for Aunt N— My dear ant comes to me in dreams. Because she’s so small, she can make a tiny hole in my cerebrum.