The Fish

You hear a commotion upstairs climb up from the basement find your mother and a strange man cursing and batting the air a leaf-green sleek-fat fish undulates through the air shining and languorous serenely plump two more fish escape their cardboard box, circumnavigate...

Three Poems by Simon Perchik

* You glance the way fishermen aim then cast their nets and though the camera will struggle it’s the sea that needs mending :another chance at how much longer in the embrace corners will form for a photograph already in fear –nothing moves where what will come and...

Postcard Poetry Contest #2

Bending Genres Postcard Poetry Contest—December 2018 Guest Judge: Sara Comito The premise of the contest is simple: write a poem, one page or less, using the front and back of the “postcard” below as a prompt. You could be the person that sends it, the...

BENDING THE TRUTH AT THE LOCAL BRANCH

Gauguin quit the bank at 44. I think it was Gauguin. He always wanted the world to be mesmerized by orange, pink, and the color of the sea drying out on some canvas. It must have been all that mahogany that got him to go. Do I have the right guy? Men and women leave...

Crush

I have been grinding my teeth in my sleep. I buried my grandfather. I have been waking up at 6am without an alarm clock. I went to the dentist for the first time since my dad left. I am having feelings again. You can replace teeth. I am normally good at ignoring the...

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