A Love Story

                                     © Marko Davidović

I am madly in love with her

she is too

guess who? – he told me.

I do not want to guess

I do not want to visualize

let me know

when the poem is over

and what lingers

is the shiver of the hairs

of a wet pussy

fast asleep.

-by Subhankar Das

Subhankar das is a poet, bookstore owner, and publisher of Bangla experimental materials. He produced six short films that have been honored at international film festivals, and has translated the works of Allen Ginsberg and Charles Bukowski in Bengali.

Painting Courtesy: Marko Davidović

Marko Davidović was born in belgrade, 1981, finished Faculty of Applied Arts in Belgrade, 2005, in Graphic Design. Had 4 solo exhibitions and several group ones with some awards for graphic, graphic design, painting, drawing, own made font and calligraphy.

David Barker

Could death be this alluring?

walking past a darkened room,

I want to go in.

Survival instinct

sometimes you

must pull back

from the

precipice.

On company time

the last time

I saw our new receptionist,

she was playing a hole

of miniature golf

over by Mary’s office

at $5 a round

for the state employees

food drive. she

looked fine. “it beats

working the front desk,”

she told me. a

week later, she

died in

intensive care.
           
                                                                                                                               
                       

David Barker's fiction and poetry has appeared in many small press books and magazines since the early 1970s. In 2011, Bottle Of Smoke Press published his comic surreal novel, Death At The Flea Circus. A small collection of poems, Opal's Trails, appeared from Pig Ear Press in 2013, and in 2014 Dark Renaissance Books issued The Revenant of Rebecca Pascal, a horror novella written in collaboration with W. H. Pugmire.

Painting Courtesy: Marko Davidović

Marko Davidović was born in belgrade, 1981, finished Faculty of Applied Arts in Belgrade, 2005, in Graphic Design. Had 4 solo exhibitions and several group ones with some awards for graphic, graphic design, painting, drawing, own made font and calligraphy.

PROPERTY

      © Marko Davidović

1. 

In the light

I keep thinking about the way

you keep your thumb hooked in

the belt loop of my jeans, like you have me on

a leash, like you own me. I’m not sure I don’t like it.

2. 

In the dark

I lie on top, your skin grazes mine. I breathe

your scent, burrow in your flesh, forehead

flush against your belly, eager

mouth fellating your cock. So this is love!

3.  

In the even darker

Go ahead. Push me

down. Pin my wrists. Wedge your knees between my

thighs; pry me open. You know

you want to explore my corridor, my

antechamber, my presidential suite. There’s a basket

of fruit on my D-cup titties, Veuve Clicquot in my ‘fridge.

4. 

In the winter

You like fucking on top of the sheets, heater off,

windows open to remind us we’re still breathing. I

can see your breath, its smoke - and mirrors.

 5. 

In the cut

I keep thinking about the way

you keep me under your thumb.

“Yes,” you say. “This is love.”

And I’m not sure I don’t like it.

-by Alexis Rhone Fancher

Alexis Rhone Fancher’s work can (or soon will) be found in Rattle, The MacGuffin, Fjords Review, The Chiron Review, Good Men Project, Bloom Literary Journal, Poeticdiversity, Little Raven, This Is Poetry: Women of the Small Presses, Slipstream, The Mas Tequila Review, Broadzine!, H_NGM_N and elsewhere. She has been published in over twenty anthologies and chapbooks, both in the U.S. and abroad. She is the author of, “How I Lost My Virginity To Michael Cohen and Other Heart Stab Poems,” (Sybaritic Press, 2014.) Since 2013 Alexis has been nominated for two Pushcart Prizes and a Best of the Net award. She is poetry editor of Cultural Weekly. She and her husband, live and collaborate in a loft/studio space in downtown Los Angeles. They have a spectacular view.

Painting Courtesy: Marko Davidović

Marko Davidović was born in belgrade, 1981, finished Faculty of Applied Arts in Belgrade, 2005, in Graphic Design. Had 4 solo exhibitions and several group ones with some awards for graphic, graphic design, painting, drawing, own made font and calligraphy.

Jimmers

                        © Marko Davidović

weighed 90 pounds soaking wet

wearing hawaiian shirts

open chested

in the middle of february

eating cold cans of clam chowder

as he marched down the hall

like paul bunyan’s skeleton

after dinner

                          with the donner party

a conquering warlord

he sold smack and dime bags

on credit to hustlers, poets

& wayward ballerinas

when he wasn’t climbing

the walls

like spiderman

to avoid imaginary police raids

or working part time

in his father’s butcher shop

to appear respectable

or telling stories

about his time in prison

while playing an acoustic guitar

with no strings

or having sex

loud enough to wake the dead

and give them a little something

to help them make it

through the night.

-by John Dorsey

John Dorsey is the author of several collections of poetry, including “Teaching the Dead to Sing: The Outlaw’s Prayer” (Rose of Sharon Press, 2006), “Sodomy is a City in New Jersey” (American Mettle Books, 2010), “Tombstone Factory” (Epic Rites Press, 2013), and most recently, “Natural Selection: Early Poems” (Kilmog Press, 2014). His work has been nominated for the Pushcart Prize. He may be reached at archerevans@yahoo.com.

Painting Courtesy: Marko Davidović

Marko Davidović was born in belgrade, 1981, finished Faculty of Applied Arts in Belgrade, 2005, in Graphic Design. Had 4 solo exhibitions and several group ones with some awards for graphic, graphic design, painting, drawing, own made font and calligraphy.

Daily grind

                                 © Marko Davidović

you want to throw something at the sun

for being so punctual

here you are, rumpled on the bed

awake again and still alone

dreams tumbled back

under the blankets where your hand

rests on your sex, bored with the thought

of even trying for a feeling

being alive

makes you sick today

and you want to call a stranger

masturbate while talking to him

about weather or the price of fuel

but the battery in your phone

has been dead for days, the cats

need feeding and you haven’t shaved your legs

for so long it’s going to take hours

or a wax job you can’t afford

thought of shopping in the Mall

makes you pull the blankets up

turn over

and slink back to sleep

-by Mercedes Webb-Pullman

Mercedes Webb-Pullman graduated from IIML Victoria University Wellington New Zealand with her MA in Creative Writing 2011. Her work appears online and in print (Danse Macabre, Turbine, 4th Floor, Swamp, Reconfigurations, The Electronic Bridge, poetryrepairs, Connotations Press, The Red Room, many anthologies, and her books  Ono, Looking for Kerouac, After the Danse, Numeralla Dreaming, Food 4 Thought, Tasseography and Bravo Charlie Foxtrot) She lives on the Kapiti Coast, New Zealand.

Painting Courtesy: Marko Davidović

Marko Davidović was born in belgrade, 1981, finished Faculty of Applied Arts in Belgrade, 2005, in Graphic Design. Had 4 solo exhibitions and several group ones with some awards for graphic, graphic design, painting, drawing, own made font and calligraphy.