Magazine
Sue Blaustein: “A Song for Centipedes”
Felicia Clark: “Chrome Cheers”
john compton: “[we play scrabble—]”
Sam Culotta: “Voices in the Other Room”
Jenna K Funkhouser: “The House at the End of the Road”
Ken Gierke: “After the Rain”
Julia Hatch: “A Thoughtless Moment of Zen”
James Croal Jackson: “Drymouth”
Daniel Edward Moore: “From the Castle of Resentment”
Jimmy Pappas: “The Ineffable”
Floods and Fires
We don’t have that much land
and we forget the vastness
of the ocean, but it does not
forget us, angry and sacred,
swirling our waste in a rage
and hurling it back. Earth
wants to reclaim the Earth.
We burn it for fuel;
soon we will be fuel.
We are fools, dinosaurs–
but they die by a star,
and we, by our fire.
About the Author: James Croal Jackson is a Filipino-American poet who works in film production. His latest chapbooks are A God You Believed In (Pinhole Poetry, 2023) and Count Seeds With Me (Ethel Zine & Micro-Press, 2022). Recent poems are in Beltway Poetry Quarterly, Little Patuxent Review, and The Round. He edits The Mantle Poetry from Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania. (jamescroaljackson.com)
Image Credit: Marcus Larson “Steamer in Flames” Public domain image courtesy of Artvee.
Poppy everywhere on the bagel, poppies in the out of focus fields, poppies the feeds scroll full of puppies the home, poppies what can you say about fireworks has already exploded in mouth in blood we buds. we bud. grandpa was a farmer he tended to his poppies white and wild wind the wind. white and wild
About the Author: James Croal Jackson works in film production. His most recent chapbooks are Count Seeds With Me (Ethel Zine & Micro-Press, 2022) and Our Past Leaves (Kelsay Books, 2021). Recent poems are in Stirring, White Wall Review, and Vilas Avenue. He edits The Mantle Poetry from Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania. (jamescroaljackson.com)
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Image Credit: Chase Dimock “Poppy” (2022)
As It Ought To Be 