When a Crab Observes the Sea and Other Photographs

By Kian Zehtabian

End of the World Sale

By Mitchell Waldman That's what the sign says: END OF THE WORLD SALE. Right on the front door of this little variety shop called "Nick's and Knacks," squeezed between a laundromat and a pharmacy on the strip at the edge of the continent, in Cocoa Beach. Jack and Dana walk in, thinking it’s a joke. …

The Old House

By Gretchen Keefer A sound startled the old house awake from its long slumber. A familiar sound, but he couldn’t quite place it. It was not like the steady stream of cars on the highway that consistently lulled him to sleep. Thinking about the sound, he realized there was indeed a vehicle involved, but it …

Musical Selection

By Adam Abdelaziz Rats, rats, rats, Everywhere you looked, you saw rats! Rats on the doormats, Rats on the bathmats, Rats so giant they scared tomcats. Then one day came a man, Who said he could help us, who said he had a plan, Dressed in green, blue, and red, with a pipe in hand, …

Touchstone and Other Poems

By Stephen Kingsnorth Touchstone My hero’s nature seen in the field, landscape laid for bloom and seed, words worth reading, learning creed, where heart buried, under ground. Hearts unaware, sink, daffodils - thought gaudy, banded, bucket bunch, an Easter easy, child-mind bribe - this crowded host without a guide, no manual, dead heading, scythe, flow …

Resurrection and Other Poems

By Stephen Kingsnorth Resurrection I hear praise, awe the redwoods win, and oaks, withstood near battle scars, but my gem, acorn, palmed, admired, a prospect stored, squirrel ignored. I see them bury, gnaw, forget, a sapling fighting undergrowth, then filtered light through canopy calls for the greenman cambium. And it finds how to rise again, …

Passing and Other Poems

By Stephen Kingsnorth Passing How quickly turns that silken purse - as though sow’s ear is taking space, hears jealousy, lost in revenge - but dew has dried, curl edges bruised, and secateurs deadhead at speed, already eager for rebirth. From best of blooms that nodding spreads, as if in shame, taut stretch neck drapes, …

Follow the Foot and Other Poems

By Ken Gosse Follow the Foot an ekphrastic poem about an accidental selfie of my foot Whose toes are those which I suppose will tread the tread where each step rose beneath the carpet on each stair, well-worn although not yet thread-bare? The foot itself shows signs of age while still demanding to engage its …

A Little Rowboat and Other Poems

By Louis Efron Little Rowboat Afloat on still, open waters Carriage over an abyss Sun drawing its last breath Biting gale tunnels looming showers A murky cotton blanket rolls across the sky With deliberate strokes I swing the oars Searching for shore, any shore Another lonely night Without lullaby Without guiding light Lids heavy with …

Mia’s Tree

By William Kitcher A sapling sprouted between the asphalt of the driveway and a wooden beam that was the border of a flower garden left to grow wild. The only person who noticed it was Mia, who was four years old. Naturally, she didn’t know much about trees – not many people do – but …