F. John Sharp

The Meaning of Adventure

There is nothing
like a backyard
campout, where every
sound is a bad guy
or a bear, where you feel
spiders and snakes
that aren’t there,
and where you don’t really care
as long as you have
snacks and a good flashlight.

 


F. John Sharp lives and works on Northeast Ohio. His stuff can be found at FJohnSharp.com. and he is looking forward to the day Dale starts the journal, One Word Poems, because some days I don’t feel like working any harder than that.

*Editor’s Note: one-half-word-poems.com coming in 2021!


 

Hilary Sideris

East Ninth Street

There is no sadness
like a boarded-up
mint green frame
house, eyes, mouth
nailed shut, putting
its spin on Chris
and Anne, who lived
there seven years
before they split
and sold it at a loss.

 


Many years ago, as a child with 20/20 vision in Indiana, Hilary Sideris shot her neighbor with a BB gun.


 

Hilary Sideris

1609

It’s been so long
that when I text the link
to a Times piece about
Manhattan’s tulip trees
out of whose soft, straight
trunks the Lenape dug
their canoes, the trout
teeming in streams, the West
Side’s white sand beach,
so many flowers Dutch
sailors smelled them from
the sea, and say I thought
you would enjoy, my sister
answers, Who is this?

 


Many years ago, as a child with 20/20 vision in Indiana, Hilary Sideris shot her neighbor with a BB gun.


 

May Hathaway

Autumn 2019

Sitting in Whole Foods
after school, doing homework
with my boyfriend (left earbud in,

knee against his, papers scattered),
is the only time I understand
Whitman, and for once I know how to

live with being small because my essay
is finished and my playlist is looping
and my hands are whole.


May Hathaway is a high school junior in New York City who enjoys making crepes and doing crosswords.


 

M. R. Simpson

6:12 AM – 6:14 AM

Two minutes
is just enough time

to microwave popcorn,
to take out the trash,

for the moon to eclipse the sun,
for a plane to crash ⁠—

and so,
these things happen.


M. R. Simpson is a grocery clerk and waitress from southern Pennsylvania.


 

Katherine Kuhn

On Pause

Even still,
you rise to put on the coffee,
and the birds outside sound like spring.


Katherine Kuhn grew up in Western New York, eventually earning a degree in Literature and Gender and Sexuality Studies at Bard College. Her biggest inspirations include Virginia Woolf, and phrases her friends said to her that got stuck in her head.