Recasting by Tricia McCallum
Recasting by Tricia McCallum Disney Princesses don’t want to get married nowadays. They know their way around a bow and arrow,
A Poem A Day
Recasting by Tricia McCallum Disney Princesses don’t want to get married nowadays. They know their way around a bow and arrow,
Anne Mikusinski has been writing poetry and short stories since she was seven years old and most probably making them up long before
Jason Giltner is a writer from Minneapolis. His work has most recently appeared in McSweeney’s. He often lies awake at night considering that the Bat Signal is dependent on clouds.
Sunil Sharma is a college principal, freelance journalist, author and editor. Mumbai-based, he has published 19 books—solo and joint.
Joan Kantor is the author of five poetry collections. She won First Place for poetry in The 2015 Writers Digest Self Published Book Awards for Fading Into Focus
Amanda Little Rose is from the small state of Rhode Island (USA). Previously, she served as Executive Editor of The Willow Literary Magazine.
Born in Krasnoyarsk, Russia, Konstantin studies British & American Literature and Creative Writing at The University of Kent in Canterbury, England.
Instructions: On Getting Ready to Die by Gayle Kellner Please take off my watch I won’t need time beyond the
Adrian Slonaker works as a copywriter and copy editor in St. John’s, Newfoundland, Canada. Adrian’s work has appeared in Aberration Labyrinth, Squawk Back, The Bohemyth, Queen Mob’s Tea House, Pangolin Review and others.
Kika Dorsey is a poet in Boulder, Colorado, and lives with her two children, husband, and Border Collie. She wakes up every morning and crafts poetry out of dreams, myths, her body, and her travels.
Robert Ronnow’s most recent poetry collections are New & Selected Poems: 1975-2005 (Barnwood Press, 2007) and Communicating the Bird (Broken Publications, 2012). Visit his web site at www.ronnowpoetry.com.
Anxiety creates a motion of feathers
that creates a stifling flow
in her body.
And then a rush of air
caught in her chest,
and will not dissipate.
A Visit From St. Nicholas by Clement Clarke Moore Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house Not