The Rose of Sharon [Poem] by Larry Oakner

The Rose of Sharon isn’t really a rose, but it’s still a flower as real as the name you whispered in my ear in a voice rubbed smooth by a thousand hours of midnight and smoke. The space between real and imagined is a close as your breath on my cheek. What is real are your eyes that burn as

itch [Poem] by Ben Newell

Hot blonde in a sundress[big tits, no bra]approaches the reference desk.  “Can I have some of that hand sanitizer?”she asks.  “Of course,” I say.“That’s what it’s for . . .” She pumpsa liberal amount into her handthen applies it to her ankle— “Mosquito bite,” she says.  “This stuff takes careof the itch . . .” Some

Marianna [Poem] by Noel Negele

We hooked up on a drunken nightsomewhere in Bergen Op Zoom, Hollandwhere I told them all outside a clubthey don’t know how to livethis isn’t how you party,you drink soft drinks first, in a soft and nonchalant environmentwhere you talk and joke and nag each otherwhile it hopefully plays Springsteen or something sexy and old

Coming [Poem] by David Sprehe

Painting youWith strings of good feelingStreaming over your lipsLips stretched in that so-quiet smile Come on your eyelids with thick lashes Some even lands in your hairDripping now down your cheekTongue ventures for a tasteThose are my babiesWiggling along your skinEyes openThose doe green eyes warbling spaceAnd your giggleI love youI kiss youLove is too small a

Dominatrix [Poem] by Peter Mladinic

She: How am I dressed in the best pic youhave of me?He: In a black t shirt and jeans with slits inthe knees. She: What do you like in that pic?He: Your hair, how the ends are jaggedand uneven. She: In that pic, do you think I am wearinga bra under that black t shirt?He:

Blue Wedding Woman by Yuan Changming

Read this fabulous short collection by Yuan Changming! Yuan Changming  published monographs on translation before leaving his native country. Currently, Yuan edits Poetry Pacific with Allen Qing Yuan in Vancouver. Credits include ten Pushcart nominations, eight chapbooks & publications in Best of the Best Canadian Poetry (2008-17) & BestNewPoemsOnline, among 1,629 others across 44 countries. 

The Colorful World of Zoe Gold

CALLGRRRRL CADENZA twice now twice you cum hard, shaking, redfaced eyes rolled and i’m soaked my nipples the hardbrick spires on castles keeping watch for  woman waft for cunt heat  drinking in your ganja’d mouth-spit at random i love this new piercing thanks who said that? your…voice…what nobody here on my blow-up bed in a new town’s gathering dark my legs need a shave and

Bush Pilot [Poem] by Ryan Quinn Flanagan

We are defiling her bed in glorious waysafter the bottle and music by candlelightand there I am just above her splayed legs,my face strafing across the horizon  and I start making these sounds like a small planeso that she asks me what the hell I’m doingand I tell her I am a bush pilot coming in