Empty Swivel
by John Godfrey
Your color gets you cheated, well, cheat back
A wall around the empty swivel chair
Over that wall the same again
I’d be the last to stay self-sufficient
and so drown like appendage, like coin
Choir sings to choir and
they sicken each other
Those who earn three-fifths of one care
Those who are sued at birth
step out front and solo as lonely women do
Night introduces sub-words, groans
and abrupt articulations
She is tired, I think, and
I show her to a resting place
Eye Terrain
by John Godfrey
The woman I dream
submits to spirit
and pays twice
She thirsts for
words in sight
Arranges them
to modulate a vastness
Her eyes both
look into and out
Mahogany iris in
study of another’s
eye terrain
Senses the bones necessary
to implications
Jives behind a warm
superior smile
The woman I dream dreams
The subject is “haze”
The predicate is “clue”
A little
eyeliner don’t change
deep brown into tan eyes
Only under streetlights
are there shadows
between her fingers
Her slip is basic midnight
Nothing torn or stretched
Minimalist svelte
and sheltered by this hour
Her own key
Edward Michael Supranowicz
Edward Michael Supranowicz: is the grandson of Irish and Russian / Ukrainian immigrants. He grew up on a small farm in Appalachia and has a graduate background in painting and printmaking. Some of his artwork has recently or will soon appear in Fish Food, Streetlight, Another Chicago Magazine, The Door Is a Jar, The Phoenix, and other journals. He is also a published poet.
Adam Sturch
Adam Sturch: is an American artist who works with a variety of mediums and a variety of techniques ranging from surrealism, non-objective transcendental expression, and psychedelic, to political and personal themes. His mediums are anything he can get his hands on.
