Tuesday, January 27, 2026

Chad Lee Robinson

reading by its own 
pale light
little ghost 

— Chad Lee Robinson



solar eclipse
the scarecrow walking
in the farmer’s body

— Chad Lee Robinson

Monday, January 26, 2026

Jenn Ryan-Jauregui

trailing behind
the bone collector
our missing teeth

— Jenn Ryan-Jauregui



last rites
escaping with a whoosh
my held breath

— Jenn Ryan-Jauregui

Friday, January 23, 2026

Greg Schwartz

root cellar
the voices
take hold

— Greg Schwartz



the
crunch

of
dead
leaves

scarecrow

— Greg Schwartz

Thursday, January 22, 2026

David Cox

vampire erotica
turning over the page
to her new life

— David Cox

Wednesday, January 21, 2026

Tuesday, January 20, 2026

Monday, January 19, 2026

Kelly Sargent

splitting the pomegranate 
our last words
before her attempt

— Kelly Sargent



radiation frost —
the winter
we flatline

— Kelly Sargent

Friday, January 16, 2026

Albert Schlaht

jasmine vapors
rise above the moor
twitching fingers

— Albert Schlaht



having landed
     a crow tilts its head
          towards the body

— Albert Schlaht

Thursday, January 15, 2026

Wednesday, January 14, 2026

Monday, January 12, 2026

Friday, January 9, 2026

Randy Brooks

photos of our kitty
who died last night
all of us so young

— Randy Brooks



propped her back up
on the piano
memorial portrait

— Randy Brooks

Thursday, January 8, 2026

Kelly Sauvage Moyer

scrawled sigils
the silence
you should have kept

— Kelly Sauvage Moyer



stick figures . . .
she draws her little brother
in a puddle of red

— Kelly Sauvage Moyer

Wednesday, January 7, 2026

Jackie Chou

blood sunrise
awaking to the prick
of her syringe 

— Jackie Chou



sliced lotus roots
a hundred sockets
without eyes

— Jackie Chou

Tuesday, January 6, 2026

Monday, January 5, 2026

Kirsten Cliff Elliot

long haul flight
this gaping wound
of turbulent sky

— Kirsten Cliff Elliot



spontaneous combustion
the black cat remains
at her feet

— Kirsten Cliff Elliot

Monday, November 10, 2025

Sunday, November 9, 2025

Albert Schlaht

receding tide
under the docks served to crabs
a corpse

— Albert Schlaht