By Corey A.D. -- Bulldagger, staring daggers, at the sludge upon the ground. Her lez has their legs covered in it's slurry. The dirt...

By Pleco Philodendron -- I hear her when she’s lurking, an anklet And toe rings, and I smell it in her hair— The ring around the toilet...

By Julia Rose Maseda -- His hands hold me like they are the sharpest of knives, Painful. Enduring the pressure I bear with each breath I...

By Mandolin Thorne -- Challenge me and my convictions Cover me in premonitions “The Nephilim are sleeping still!” ...but they’re asking...

By Debi McKee -- All I’ve learned and been told is to work your hardest, never fold You’ll reap in profits, the world’s riches in...

By Aaron Aguirre -- Form is found by its absence. From the empty space beside me, And the flowers untouched in the hills. I know it from...

By Aaron Aguirre -- I dream of saffron windows And quivering trumpets, A sway of shadows on sunset-stained walls. I dream of home, in my...

By Aaron Aguirre -- Some find it silly, But loss is a beautiful thing. It ventures where we dare not, Where we hardly get to see. And...

By John Grey -- I was out of the house, on my own at last. “You’ll regret it,” my parents said. My first apartment boasted crates as...

By John Grey -- My issue is that I’m visible. Step out of my house, and sidewalks put me on display, roads sell tickets to my every move,...

By Robert Beveridge -- The monster always lurks in the background, of course; if you see it, you don’t leave the bedroom alive. Its...

By Robert Beveridge -- That ever-hungry fire that consumed us now ash you left for greener pastures and lustful poppyfields while I...

By Robert Beveridge [Winner: 1st Place] -- broadway, between 70th and 89th: it's after sundown and still the vegetable stands are open,...

By John Grey [Winner: 2nd Place] -- I kneel down in a garden watch tiny insects go about their tiny insect business   when I remark to...

By Debi McKee [Winner: 3rd Place] -- In the intersection there were cars Just as in the sky there are never no stars I was marred by...

By Stephanie Reddoch -- 21:00 Broken glass crunched under the coroner’s boots as he entered the apartment. The scent of a doused fire....

By Meg Newman -- The man I’d been   hoping to see was standing ten feet away from me, sorting through a pile of reddish-brown hardwood...

By Lilia Mahfouz -- As a child, Arthur was mesmerized by the golden plaques affixed to building facades. Endlessly, he would ask his...

By Gaurav Bhalla -- May is in the kitchen having breakfast—toasted English muffin topped with thick-cut marmalade and a piping hot cuppa...

By Gaurav Bhalla -- Gina and Zoe Gina retrieves two bulging grocery bags from the back seat and shuts the car door with a merengue-style...