The Value Of Life by Julia Ann Masi

[tabby title="Poem"] The value of lifecan not be appraisedat the moment of conceptionWhen faith and politics challengeeach other to a duel The value of lifeis most often reckonedwith honor and respectprayingat the foot of a hospital bed The value of...

Roadkill by Dalia Astalos

[tabby title="Poem"] The boy on the bikelooked back as he rodecrunching fall leaves underneathspinning wheels. He wobbled onceand I shoutedLook forward!but he didn’t hear mebecause my face was turnedinto my windowas I drove forwardwhile looking back. I ran over a...

Coffee Shop by Joseph S. Pete

[tabby title="Poem"] Dairy, soy, oat, cashew, almond, macadamia, rice, quinoa, coconut, hemp.The half-filled cartons were all splayed out at the edge of the cafe counterlike forlorn empties, fallen soldiers amid the detritus of an evening of drunken revelry. The stoop-shouldered...

“Abolition represented capital” by Craig Tepper

[tabby title="Poem"] “Abolition represented capital.”W.E.B. Du Bois explains in BLACK RECONSTRUCTION, 1937, pg. 25Why white Labor in the 1800s opposed the end of Slavery.Or, remained silent. Labor saw it as against its own interests.The companies, capital would benefit from slavesCompeting...

Countdown by D. Iasevoli

[tabby title="Poem"] You can’t hold onto light, or love, becausedesire makes us weak. Dostoevsky’sgambler had a system for success: you don’t careabout wins or losses. you simply play, and win.You care and you lose. Nevertheless, you returnto past loves, the...