by Nathan Dennis | Dec 30, 2020
First Place Moondust Lynn Finger — Second Place Masks Edison Jennings — Third Place On the end of my line Stuart Sinclair — Jubilee Caitlin M.S. Buxbaum Dusk Kevin Flanagan Mermaid Tail Lynn Finger Life and Times Unimaginable Lakshman...
by Nathan Dennis | Dec 30, 2020
Lynn Finger You say you saw the planets form,you say you talk to deaf beetles.You say you have an extra collarbone,you say you can sing with the coyotes.But do they sing with you? I have been to Las Vegas & Madrid,I haven’t seen planets form, but a cocoon.I have...
by Nathan Dennis | Dec 30, 2020
Edison Jennings The Greeks wore them to amplify drama, like Oedipus learning he wacked his papa and not long aftermarried his mama, this double shot of damning data condemning him as persona non grata. I have named this form the do-si-do-si (like the square-dance...
by Nathan Dennis | Dec 30, 2020
Stuart Sinclair I’ve chopped up several stockfish – well, sonnets -This month, like the pike who his own ate,Frankensteined new ones, thinking, ‘He’s on it!’ Been casting a fine line, too, in hope to so netSpecimen words. They sense the...
by Nathan Dennis | Dec 30, 2020
Caitlin M.S. Buxbaum What I have to celebrateis both abundance and lack:fullness of faith in the faceof vague “alternative facts,”absence of illness and death.Hope is my dear shibboleth —dearer than all I possess. Difficult as life may be,I still cherish every...
by Nathan Dennis | Dec 30, 2020
Kevin Flanagan Red hound of Mars Chase the mane of the sun solar cat hunting the mice made of stars The bullfrog of dusk Sonorous grunting Croak before the nyx Low, hoary and brusque Venusian one Pale eyes that transfix, skin banded with bars Skyline serpent son Moon...
