ISIS ISIS, Baby by Zeke Greenwald

Because businesses struggling in this tough economic time need all the help they can get: Because cultural institutions without our diligence will disappear even more swiftly: I present: Why I Am Joining the Islamic State. If we find ourselves fortunate enough to have a certain amount of financial stability in the current health and economic crisis; as coronavirus rends our society; we should take the … Continue reading ISIS ISIS, Baby by Zeke Greenwald

Spartan by Zeke Greenwald

In Annie’s apartment there is some stuffFrom which thin things she’s made decorAs if she didn’t just move in there,And life worked out for her before.  Luke rearranged the furnitureIn the room where he’s been living. He uses his space better nowThan he did in the beginning.  I invite you now, look at my room:There’s not much by way of showing.I’ve kept it sparse, not confidentThat … Continue reading Spartan by Zeke Greenwald

Breathed in helium… by Zeke Greenwald

Please do not be kind to me, I think that’d be best; I’m alone and unaccustomed To any easiness. I might cease to struggle forth; I might just lose heart; For I’m tense, and your tenderness Might take me apart. I’m inflated with long patience; I fear your kind relief Might strike the balloon Of my striving grief. I’ve been propelled, light and rigid, And … Continue reading Breathed in helium… by Zeke Greenwald

I called my grandma… by Zeke Greenwald

I called my grandma on the phone To ask about the news: Her neighborhood was down the lives Of some a dozen Jews. There’s a funeral today, and then Another one tomorrow; On Thursday they’ll still inter The victims of the sorrow. On Friday, Grandma goes once more To a funeral, Back in the day Shirley was Her neighbor after all. “Friday is really kind … Continue reading I called my grandma… by Zeke Greenwald

In Between Poetry & Fiction: Aaron Poochigan’s Mr. Either/Or by Zeke Greenwald

Aaron Poochigian, it is said, is the holder of many degrees, including one of those MFAs in Poetry and a Classics PhD. That being said, the genre of his debut employs the aforementioned acquirements in that it’s a verse novel combining elements of noir and mythology–you know, to put all that education and knowledge to good use. Poochigian is a very nice man, he can … Continue reading In Between Poetry & Fiction: Aaron Poochigan’s Mr. Either/Or by Zeke Greenwald

A Sense of Justice by Zeke Greenwald

A sense comes over me of what justice is, and it’s a kiss with two mismatched wetnesses; it’s a sympathy of two shards of vase by faulty glue to keep the tears contained. And though the mouth’s sloppy water might escape because the lip size difference is great we have stopped talking with a sign of pity: pity which makes justice in the living. Continue reading A Sense of Justice by Zeke Greenwald