We’re back!

Hi everyone! We feel like the time is right to get back on the horse and get to publishing tremendous confessional poetry once again. Our email is the same: worktoacalm@gmail.com so send us 3-5 poems in the body of an email (no attachments, please) and show us what you've got! We can't wait to read... Continue Reading →

Please read!

Due to dwindling submissions, we have made the decision to go on hiatus indefinitely. We are not closing down just yet, but we will not be reading submissions right now. We hope to regroup and reopen to submissions some time this year, however, there is no timetable for it currently. If the decision to close... Continue Reading →

Three poems by Kristine Brown

Audacity before I discard my sweater and jeans to treat you to this panty-less apron, lacy and low down the sternum and pointless, as it bares all— I want to know how long ago you told her, “You are perfect.” what it was she did, back to the frantic lights that speckle the street like... Continue Reading →

Two poems by Jennifer Wilson

will has no meaning when no one cares what you want the woman won't so they restrain her her wrists being nothing more than stones held under tongue and tasteless she makes nothing more human than a man might imagine her to be prostrate and dishevelled on his bed   (14, not a woman) he... Continue Reading →

Four poems by Wanda Deglane

messy this body has never been a body but a constant struggle. I split it clean down the middle and grapple with the idea that I exist, with the urge to make it stop. my insides are oil pastels perpetually melting— I assess the damage, try to remember this is somehow a thing I own,... Continue Reading →

Two poems by Timothy Tarkelly

AN ANGEL Gina was a bitten lip, swollen from brute imprecision. But even when I spat red, I couldn’t stop biting, teasing it with my canines. I knew better, and so did she, but there’s no arguing not when a night seemed so endless, awkwardly pressed between her and a brick wall, my hands claiming... Continue Reading →

Guardian by Philip Berry

Guardian The film of bath water Lends her eyes a living depth Rocking in the waves, her mouth Fixed in a shock pout Floods to the brim As her titanic mistress Suddenly upright, without thought Or motive, clamours to be enveloped While I stare into the three-inch fathom And swear myself never To let my... Continue Reading →

Our family closet by Joan McNerney

Our family closet is full of cracked skulls beginning with nancy "mother's never going to be sick again --- see her steady hands" cured 20 times or take longislandexpressway aunt edna shock treatment in doctor's split level office cruel irish grandfather another lunatic who chose farming over teaching tripling size of fingers don't forget uncle... Continue Reading →

Two poems by Mickey J. Corrigan

Sea Change When the red moon rises and tides rip the shoreline pukka shells are cast black pods and debris swept in with African winds, only then should you go out, walk to the bar barefoot long hair in your eyes long bone in your fist thighs rubbing like coins wide hips that sway like... Continue Reading →

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