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Looking For Ms. Write Vol. 1, No. 2 by Marvin Gonzalez

So, I, like, went on this date recently, It was one of those things where A friend or co-worker or what have you Tells you that you, like, have to meet this girl, You know, those unbearably humiliating moments Where you have to take long deep breaths to keep from laughing, And, you are slightly … Continue reading

A Poem by Greg Nielsen

Thanks for the great poem Greg! Hope you all enjoy…. Snowflakes melting on a fiery altar A Sunday cheese omelette And five cups of black coffee Warm sun, red leaves. Strolling through a campus labyrinth. I’m home inside myself. Here among the brick, mortar, and brains. Words drift like windless snowflakes Through my head and … Continue reading

A poem by published author Thomas Lloyd Qualls

*Note from the curator: Big thanks to TQ for allowing us to reprint poems and musings from his book Waking up at Rembrant’s. I am in love with his work and can’t wait to share more. Keep an eye out for two more posts feature Qualls’ words! Here is the first poem: words: study 5 by … Continue reading

Poem by Ricky De La Rosa

we descended I-80 as the orange crescent skyline approached another Reno sunrise running from yesterday leaving the hazy glow of our aftermath washing away the scatter plot of stars on our black silk tent of skullduggery we wanted to run to extend the night that was meant to last forever before the dawn cracked us … Continue reading

Untimely Meditations by Michael Moberly

Untimely Mediations by Michael Moberly I was a beast and you were serving up my supper as I drank deep from the shallow pools of your left over love my snakes ran up your spine and into your moonless nights sinful and exploitive I tore at my own clothes in self-defense against the ever quickening … Continue reading

Dangerous Nostalgia by Ricky De La Rosa

Dangerous Nostalgia this isn’t what I came here to do this isnt what i came here to say somewhere between the bookshelves and the singalongs and the campfires and the funeral pyres and the mascara cascade on a wednesday when Jeni may or not be pregnant and the sunny thursday when veronica finds out that … Continue reading

The Architect by Renelle Pinero

The Architect I found you in the spoken word, with life unknown and stories unheard. Until the generosity subsides atop the waves of the waning tide. I think, I cry, begin to utter, the sound of my heart without a hesitant shudder. Unblinking eyes I’ve chosen my diction and call upon the chords with unquestioned … Continue reading

Jars of Change by Renelle Pinero

“Jars of Change” She stands rearranged with her jars of change and can’t turn the page though the novel is slain. She attacks the conclusion with entitled intrusion that’s distantly kept as an island illusion. Many inquire- curious, intrigued She grasps herself steady fighting battle fatigue. Now lightly past tension, no chase but progression patient … Continue reading

Heart Upon a Wall by Gus Johnson

Heart Upon a Wall When you hang there, your heart upon a wall for all to see, crimson calluses form in the open air. And if un-admired, untended, and unrequited; time fades both shade and feeling into something unrecognizable. An absurd picture you’ve painted, and forgotten at passing by, why you’ve hung it there in … Continue reading

Four Blocks (plus the one in my brain) by Gus Johnson

Four Blocks (plus the one in my brain) Two pieces of tiny dangling silver, like the flint and stone of jealousy, hung upon each lobe; which in turn drove him from the bar to the alley, and across the four city blocks back to a lonely bed. Two needles in the hay, come to surface … Continue reading