Sunrise with Sea Monsters

by Souvankham Thammavongsa What had once been many shades of sun and cloud and what we had predicted to have a chance of is now. T...

by Joel Giroux What am I but your own  inhuman eye, blind to all  but the red vision I am  and am not, surrounded by  an amber world ...

by Alanna Schiffer We wake up despite ourselves. Intermittent static and tempura squid-fingers of a yellow dawn.    I love you ...

by Nick Thran  To be drawn to a certain quality of abstraction. The shape-shifting stains on a monster’s teeth, the miasmic w...

by Ally Fleming It sputters, then it surges;  ocean enconched then at-  ankle, rising, ripping want,  a whip-wave night, stars  my s...

by Roseanne Carrara I swallow every time I see it. An old  man's calf, piece-jaundiced, shot with veins  so adjective they'...

by Stuart Ross A horse sat down on the bench beside me. “Look at the bunny,” it said, “leaping into the sun.” Water is very po...

by Peter Norman  a fter Prostetnic Vogon Jeltz Oh scale-shawled twineye your undulations call to me as krill-rimed finblotch ...

by Ashley-Elizabeth Best  In the morning's breath of mist I stare at the sea that tells me nothing. I pound clothing into a sca...

by Melanie Janisse Barlow  there were no snacks at the breakup there are no monsters at this ressurection in it it is so tend...

by Jonathan Bennett Where there is doubt, there is information stacked upon data shoved in between factoids that I catch and lob ba...

by Nathan Dueck umami chamomile lathers algae and acetous ducts salivate C. albicans rheum alkaline brine kombucha curdles acerb...

by Alice Burdick  Sun rides us, inspired by the bristles that stretch into the mainstream. The moon rides the deep-down creatures ...

by Jason Heroux  Every sunrise brings its own sea monsters: one morning it was just a rabbit we saw on our way home lying injured along...

by John Melillo  every relief shows a response that refuses to remain a return al...

by Susan Gillis  Another grey morning. Only bare trees break up the middle ground between snow and sky. As usual, I take a bow...