Artwork © Ira Joel Haber

Two Poems by Ben Nardolilli


  And In Which No Advising hunger, we always want more, Here are man’s needs, your ugly arrows beating, Inhabit the sad old age and disease Welcome to the pools, Before the entrance itself the price is always zero The seasoning not to be published Avenging cares have set their couch About your deck according…

Artwork © Ira Joel Haber

Poem by Tiffany Metty


  Intifada Hold her tight enough, father, and maybe you can keep her here. Remind her tiny body that there are things being left behind. You will only end up somewhere with her, your small, gone daughter, if you stay, still, in the madness of the street until falling ashes veil further you from sight,…

Photography © Allison Goldin

Poem by Mel Waldman


  Why do I sit with the corpse in the Garden of Nowhere Why do I sit with the corpse in the Garden of Nowhere? Why am I here? Will the dead leaves dance at night after a secret resurrection? How will I witness life after death if I stare endlessly at the nonbeing? Why…

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3TV Presents: LUCCI


    I’m Listening I’m Listening. Listening to rabid snarling While they tear each other’s flesh With perfectly managed teeth. Whimpering. One beast dominates the other. Crowd cheers more and more Like a home team With the winning touchdown. The injured is down But not without a fight Staggering toward his Eventual assassin If he’s…