Stampede by Colleen Surprise Jones

Exceptional Moments are where the opioid of quality lives.Tethered together by long strings of sadness, daily existencehererequires stimulation to succeed. A portal.There has to be a door to everything that this life isnot.When abstraction is sound I can live,I can breathe. Quaking vinyl scratches through depression.Slashing paint claims my space.What this life is not is a declaration… Made by those whohave lost childlike idealismand try … Continue reading Stampede by Colleen Surprise Jones

An Oft-Told Tale, But What Does It Mean? by Barbara Tramonte

Thank you for submitting to GirdleWe very much appreciate the opportunityto read your work We read your poems with interest,but have decided that they do notmeet our current needs How could I know your current needs?Unless, of course, I am in your inner circleand know the dates of your upcomingdental appointmentsand/or recent traumas We know this is a particularly difficult time toreceive this kind of … Continue reading An Oft-Told Tale, But What Does It Mean? by Barbara Tramonte

Love Me by Barbara Tramonte

Stretch your armsToward me orAgainst me,A goodAnd badPas de deux Tensions flyThis way andthat No softnessNo MamiMaking foodFor us anymoreNo. Let’s figure outHow to use friction There was the beachIn the backseatOf my notebook My dreamsThe organza of thosePantiesPurchased at the drugstore The frillSo stiffLike our pursuit *Previously published in Umbrella Factory Magazine Continue reading Love Me by Barbara Tramonte

My Gay Al Shirt by Mike Wilson

covers me in bright tropical colorseverblooming in soft cotton gardens  uncovers my boundless blue skytempers the UV-riding sunlight to shore comes with rum runners, salt breezesand worshipful waves lapping my feet wherever I wear this shirt, an ocean isand ukuleles strum songs of hope ______________________________________________________________________Mike Wilson is the author of Arranging Deck Chairs on the Titanic, (Rabbit House Press, 2020), political poetry for a post-truth world. … Continue reading My Gay Al Shirt by Mike Wilson

Buzz Kill by Dale Champlin

What is so mesmerizing about a quarter inch of beer?It’s more than I might want    but a binge for a fruit fly. One-by-one they muscle up to the bar        take a sip,list off the barstool        dead drunk        then just dead. And yet—      body floating,      wings askew,      each one takes a little tipple        before the big sleep. The saloon’s amber walls rise        slick and slippery.None of the fruit flies        trust their wings. Continue reading Buzz Kill by Dale Champlin

Masquerade by Anna Kapungu

A femme fatale I played the characterRecount stories of deceitTo win your heartBlonde hair, pink lips, reflection of a pictureA haze, I walked into your EarthDisguised as a desperate childWho thirsts for waterHunger for power of possessionPossession of your heartAn act the drama of ShakespeareProfess love that was odiousShow of affectionWith bile on my tongueHold no time for shamePlaced in a cornerThe living hours gave me … Continue reading Masquerade by Anna Kapungu

Voices by Xavier Jones

We are the friendliest publishers, because we do so involuntarilyMessages are incessantly slapped into our handsAnd with the greatest indifference we read the texts aloud,Well as loud as the authors would like to think we doNot forgetting of course, their sense of righteousness, and therefore urgencyWe must repeat this message for an undetermined durationAll the while we are assaulted with new publicationsEither demanding or enacting … Continue reading Voices by Xavier Jones