After the storm,—for Jack Myers
by Daniel Nathan Terry graveyard flowers litter Shipyard Boulevard — petals of plastic and silk, stems of stiff wire. As we pass over the wind’s
Directions
by Norbert Hirschhorn My ancestors came from Africa, once, footprints preserved in volcanic dust, families walking side –by – side,
The Guineas of Gardiner Creek
by Brad Davis There’s this old Manor, decrepit, ticky, patrolled by dappled tick – eaters clawking endlessly their grey, clown–
The Ethical Problem of Existence
by Richard Jackson What I thought was an ethical problem of existence was only just a broken heart.
Dear Jack
by Christopher Russell Hi Jack, is what I want to say. But at this moment there’s this little voice loving its perch, screwed into a reflection
The Teenaged Poem—in memory of Jack Myers
by Suzanne Rhodenbaugh The soul of Nietzsche, the scruples of Alfred E. Neuman. After stanza one it yawns, picks its nose and farts. It takes a