The Cafe Review

by Simon Pettet Each portion of perfect beauty is acutely noted, deftly remarked upon and not at all dismissed Clap hands mouth clichés. When did

by Simon Pettet lizard sits on a rock lizard sits sun’s hot sun refracted to lizard through the spotlessly–clean high–rise

by Paula Cisewski But if he was hungry the thief or his children were hungry who said he has children better if he has the thief stealing the

by J. B. Sisson “You’ve got the breasts of a mermaid,” he said and added, “She just called. She wants them back.” A fantasy implodes with one

by J.B. Sisson In 1666 there lived a duke whose angels told him, “All the world is crude. Ignore the fools who call you Monsieur Prude. Proud

by Janice Miller Potter of a century happened just like that at your dad’s estate sale a snapshot of you at six months fell from a box that

by Laura Delia Quintero Garcia Crisantemo de vértigo espino de placer galanadura deja que ahuyente tus inercias

by Laura Delia Quintero Garcia Apenas ayer nostalgia de hojas ahogado por el polvo atado bajo el sol ardiendo sueños olfateando nubes Ahora

by Laura Delia Quintero Garcia No fue un dolor previsto tampoco intuición premonitoria maduraba el amor como madura el aire con la fruta como el

by Laura Delia Quintero Garcia I love the night–lit passages that the roots take the labyrinth of dreams skeleton of time where I search

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