Sea Poems: #3
Silence was a bouquet of roses
in my throat.
The song of the seashore
was the breeze from my kiss and your open eyelids.
Over the waters, the wind bird
was unsettled among the nest of ...
Two Poems by Yadollah Royai
LAR Online, Poetry, Translations
Sketch the face of the man whose head was shot
but my hand mis-draws lines like this:
we were at a parade, he just got caught
in the crossfire. But his jaw was stronger
than that. Yes, there was BBQ and we
were ...
Still Life of Second-Line by Lizabeth Yandel
LAR Online, Poetry
Second Eclogue
The storm is forming underground,
advancing toward the village like a reptile
changing its colors, camouflaged among patches
of leaves, cement, and lost footsteps.
Moments before it ...
Three Poems by Gemma Gorga
LAR Online, Poetry, Translations
Girls stop being girls after they mistake the petals of the Venus Dogwood
for condoms. After they clothe their dolls in their best dresses
and place them beside the chicken cutlets
in the freezer. After they pour the ...
Slumber Party by Theodora Bishop
LAR Online, Poetry
The American Middle Class
Built in the early twentieth century,
the barn stood across from where
the subdivision’s fences
pressed against the field.
We carried pliers and chainsaws,
crowbars and ...
Three Poems by Wayne Miller
LAR Online, Poetry
Balancing the dull blade of a knife on the line in the center of an aspirin,
V presses down with her palms. They have put in the stent. They count
the cells in what courses. Once this dissolves into that, what was ...
Level by Carolyn Guinzio
LAR Online, Poetry
Everyone’s asleep besides the lovers
who have just returned from the Jeep’s backseat,
shivering with rain. Not wanting night to end yet,
they grab a bottle of gin leftover in the mini fridge
and tiptoe toward the ...
Sudden Hymn in August by Carlie Hoffman
LAR Online, Poetry
....It no longer feels right to be
...........anywhere bodies aren’t bursting
.......to capacity, the sweat-skunk of man
..............piss thick upon me. Maybe
.....I just need to see another man ...
Mother Darling Flies to Fight Night in Vegas by Alexa Doran
LAR Online, Poetry
Weeks After My Brother Overdoses
I search craigslist for sadness: a white couch the only result.
Happiness lands red shipping containers, and that’s it.
I wander through days like an envelope marked please ...
Two Poems by Kerrin McCadden
LAR Online, Poetry
