Five Short Poems

by Simon Perchik
These gravestones left stranded / warped from sunrises and drift / —they need paint, tides, a hull

Serving

by Kari Gunter-Seymour
Remember that time your dog died and I didn’t tell you for months

Not Homework

by Jennifer Gennari
I want to be president / she says unprompted. / Her unfinished writing task / lies on the table between us.

Two Poems

by Karen Paul Holmes
When fifteen hours of Wagner’s Ring draws to a close, please Siegfried, don’t take the potion making you forget Brünnhilde.

Spoiled

by Michael Mark
My father puts the milk carton / on the kitchen table. Declares, She bought itbefore.

Foal

by Lois P. Jones
In your next life you will be / birthed in needles / of hoarfrost, your eyes still / in the blue gauze between

The Mourner’s Song

by Roy White
You can die in January if you want, / and lots of people do, but this far north, / nobody gets into the ground till spring.

Grace

by Joseph Fasano
You’ve seen them in the deep sleep / of the season: figures sitting in a garden, / light on their faces as you enter.