Three poems | by Vern Fein

STEENY We called him by his last name, never Reggie. Just Steeny or “Steeny Weenie.” Back in the 50’s before geek became a word for uncool or nerd, before Dylan glorified GEEK in Ballad of A Thin Man, Steeny was the object of our taunts, the bullying we all did before that was a word…

Requiem for a Humble Man | by Scott Archer Jones

Biography is tainted by the cult of the Great Man. Statesmen, Celebrities, Criminals, Jocks, Soldiers – people who we think make our world. The contrarian view is that they are replaceable – if the Great Man wasn’t there to be cheered and to lead, someone else would step up. What makes the real world is…

​Jingle | by Iris Schwartz

She wiped a newly sweating brow, then rifled the handbag for her cell. Elyse hadn’t spoken with Uncle Chuck in two weeks. With his bullet-shaped, nearly hairless head he strongly resembled the hockey puck comic. Chuck came over a lot after that; on weekends her father’s brother brought her to movies, kidded around with her…

​FIRE! | by Betiku Ayokunle Samuel

Tayo saw the reflection of his face on the window of the Black Maria. He stared, mouth agape in shock at his swollen tearful eyes, swollen lips and unkempt hair.This image he saw (if it truly was his) was a far cry from the young handsome teenager he knew he used to be.This was all…