VAMPYR (AN EXCERPT) BY LOUIS ARMAND

The sun burns callous behind these eyes. Eyes of lithium saltwater & blue perfumes. Eyes of mylar flux revolving planetary. Dark cybernetic ritual of mind’s eye drowning in soylent dreams of Alhambra, Alcatraz, Alameda. Heraldic eyes draped in dead hair. Eyes grey as overboiled eggs.

THREE POEMS BY GOLNOOSH NOUR

I’m so imperious I could be the sun, but
I’m only the son of a smuggled sunflower, and my
fear of loss. Paralysis dominates and I think I am done
palpitating. The despondent prince of the furious valley
of sex. But today is heaven I’m Daddy’s perfect girl