// Lucas Peel is a professional ranter, amateur mess maker, and real life manchild. His work has appeared in the Allegheny Review and...

SCRAPS: THREE DEAD MEN STANDING the gray musk of cloud, a cringe at the edge of blue, green in this world exposes the green of this...

from Yield Architecture ________ because my mind, flighty as it was, tore into “thought torn in the shape of birds,” I fly...

Ease The Need To Feed From Weed Not taking a road with the loves of my life for granted, I call her Sweetie and act thusly each gentle...

From Jeremy, a note on the process: I post on Facebook asking for gifs and people post for about a day. I then look at the wild range of...

// Melody Berning, 63, late bloomer, woman-identified since birth, sideways thinker, tinker, tailor, spy. Relentless sketcher by hand and...

I am an architect living in the Shenandoah Valley, designing buildings by day, and building with words by night. On an overcast December...

the art of cruelty index poetics the neutral 29 23-26, 139, 251, 266 145 137 24, 148 101, 164-65, 168, 169-171 phaedrus Here’s Grishka...

a work of art found on the street four used pregnancy tests, all bearing a positive result a work of art that disguises itself as...

Call Center What remains is filament in the fluorescent tubes hung over cubicles-bland glow- the cubicles, beige walls, monitored calls...

Interview with Wendy Darling, Channel 9 News Reporter Can you tell us what you saw outside your window? Wendy I...

That Amygdala Place 1 The one who loves the other more. 2 Those long nights of summer far north: blue sunglow on one horizon, space...

there's only one exception to war, and that's capitalism. watching the weary costumers, their efforts positively reinforced from all...

want to be that old torn photo you carry......that once red hot girder firmly cooling in that foundation of the building we pass day to...

Turn to the brushes : & : : to : turn : it : in : & choose the : size angular even : color : the final product: eight words, randomly se-...

Birdman of antacids I eat like a bird, I peck a little while Then I fly away; I come back And I peck a little more. Vitriolic mordant...

How To Cry In Public Drive the car drive the car yes the light is green flick the signal Turn turn the wheel onto Hesby street yes Yes...

Vows I May Have Read To My Wife At the very moment the tide razors in we cram our softness into rejuvenation pacts and join hands. Turned...

St Sebastian and so on This poem is a bad gay Netflix movie. This poem starts with silk balloons and ends with suicide. This poem steals...

Junk: A Pre-Nup the undersigned agrees to leave behind nude pix in a beaded string spray message ...