The Write Launch
June 2024 Issue

New Poetry


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S.D. Dillon

“Jack Pines,” “Beachcombing,” and “Yards Away”

They survived the fin de siècle logging
That claimed the rouge et blanc

Leaving tepees of slash
On the Grayling sand.

And the farmers
Wielding fire to clear land…
Poetry
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Olga Dugan

“A Poem for Safe Keeping,” “Convergence,” and “Morning”

because I told you
how the homeless woman
preferred over a stranger’s
offer of food, water, money
just a moment of conversation
to confirm that she exists
Poetry
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Dorothy Johnson-Laird

“I am Here,” “A Small Map of the Stars,” and “An Adventurer”

He takes to his branch each morning, lingers there
Finds his gentle, yet firm grip on the wood with his small claws
Steady, he welcomes the fresh air
The sun on his strong beak
The orange light peaking through the high buildings

He closes his eyes
Takes in the soft breeze on his black feathers
Poetry
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Heather Cameron

“Love stories,” “It has been so long,” and “Saying goodbye”

The laughter you hear, deep within the interior of the house,
Where the old couple from Italy, have lived for fifty years.

Or the glimpse of the treasured grandson across the road,
Laughing as his cousin chases him with the garden hose.
Poetry
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Francis Flavin

“Fireweed in Autumn,” “Night Falls,” an “High Desert Nightfall”

A sentinel for three seasons,
The fireweed stands unsteady
In the freshening breeze.

A phoenix of the scorched earth,
Its seeds break out in gossamer clouds,
Seeking newly ravaged lands to restore.
Poetry
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Solomon Fraga

“Tomorrow Is A Victory Over A Lesser Man,” “The Lark,” and “Silk Worm”

The days have merged into one
Like an endless musical number
The sequences of which
Play eternally without muse

I woke up
To a message from someone special
Whom I haven’t spoken to in God knows how long
Poetry
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Solomon Fraga

“Tomorrow Is A Victory Over A Lesser Man,” “The Lark,” and “Silk Worm”

The days have merged into one
Like an endless musical number
The sequences of which
Play eternally without muse

I woke up
To a message from someone special
Whom I haven’t spoken to in God knows how long
Poetry
Featured image for ““Fireweed in Autumn,” “Night Falls,” an “High Desert Nightfall””

Francis Flavin

“Fireweed in Autumn,” “Night Falls,” an “High Desert Nightfall”

A sentinel for three seasons,
The fireweed stands unsteady
In the freshening breeze.

A phoenix of the scorched earth,
Its seeds break out in gossamer clouds,
Seeking newly ravaged lands to restore.
Poetry
Featured image for ““Love stories,” “It has been so long,” and “Saying goodbye””

Heather Cameron

“Love stories,” “It has been so long,” and “Saying goodbye”

The laughter you hear, deep within the interior of the house,
Where the old couple from Italy, have lived for fifty years.

Or the glimpse of the treasured grandson across the road,
Laughing as his cousin chases him with the garden hose.
Poetry
Featured image for ““I am Here,” “A Small Map of the Stars,” and “An Adventurer””

Dorothy Johnson-Laird

“I am Here,” “A Small Map of the Stars,” and “An Adventurer”

He takes to his branch each morning, lingers there
Finds his gentle, yet firm grip on the wood with his small claws
Steady, he welcomes the fresh air
The sun on his strong beak
The orange light peaking through the high buildings

He closes his eyes
Takes in the soft breeze on his black feathers
Poetry
Featured image for ““A Poem for Safe Keeping,” “Convergence,” and “Morning””

Olga Dugan

“A Poem for Safe Keeping,” “Convergence,” and “Morning”

because I told you
how the homeless woman
preferred over a stranger’s
offer of food, water, money
just a moment of conversation
to confirm that she exists
Poetry
Featured image for ““Jack Pines,” “Beachcombing,” and “Yards Away””

S.D. Dillon

“Jack Pines,” “Beachcombing,” and “Yards Away”

They survived the fin de siècle logging
That claimed the rouge et blanc

Leaving tepees of slash
On the Grayling sand.

And the farmers
Wielding fire to clear land…
Poetry
Featured image for ““Tomorrow Is A Victory Over A Lesser Man,” “The Lark,” and “Silk Worm””

Solomon Fraga

“Tomorrow Is A Victory Over A Lesser Man,” “The Lark,” and “Silk Worm”

The days have merged into one
Like an endless musical number
The sequences of which
Play eternally without muse

I woke up
To a message from someone special
Whom I haven’t spoken to in God knows how long
Poetry
Featured image for ““Fireweed in Autumn,” “Night Falls,” an “High Desert Nightfall””

Francis Flavin

“Fireweed in Autumn,” “Night Falls,” an “High Desert Nightfall”

A sentinel for three seasons,
The fireweed stands unsteady
In the freshening breeze.

A phoenix of the scorched earth,
Its seeds break out in gossamer clouds,
Seeking newly ravaged lands to restore.
Poetry
Featured image for ““Love stories,” “It has been so long,” and “Saying goodbye””

Heather Cameron

“Love stories,” “It has been so long,” and “Saying goodbye”

The laughter you hear, deep within the interior of the house,
Where the old couple from Italy, have lived for fifty years.

Or the glimpse of the treasured grandson across the road,
Laughing as his cousin chases him with the garden hose.
Poetry
Featured image for ““I am Here,” “A Small Map of the Stars,” and “An Adventurer””

Dorothy Johnson-Laird

“I am Here,” “A Small Map of the Stars,” and “An Adventurer”

He takes to his branch each morning, lingers there
Finds his gentle, yet firm grip on the wood with his small claws
Steady, he welcomes the fresh air
The sun on his strong beak
The orange light peaking through the high buildings

He closes his eyes
Takes in the soft breeze on his black feathers
Poetry
Featured image for ““A Poem for Safe Keeping,” “Convergence,” and “Morning””

Olga Dugan

“A Poem for Safe Keeping,” “Convergence,” and “Morning”

because I told you
how the homeless woman
preferred over a stranger’s
offer of food, water, money
just a moment of conversation
to confirm that she exists
Poetry
Featured image for ““Jack Pines,” “Beachcombing,” and “Yards Away””

S.D. Dillon

“Jack Pines,” “Beachcombing,” and “Yards Away”

They survived the fin de siècle logging
That claimed the rouge et blanc

Leaving tepees of slash
On the Grayling sand.

And the farmers
Wielding fire to clear land…
Poetry

New Fiction

New Fiction

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Bill VanPatten

Piano Lesson/s

In 1925, the seven hundred forty-two citizens of Mañana celebrated the town’s third anniversary as an incorporated city in the San Joaquin Valley. A dream of Alexander Jason “A.J.” Ryan—an emigrant from Ohio—he purchased the North Madera Ranch in 1912, then worked with the Secretary of State’s office in Sacramento to establish a town…
Short Story
Featured image for “The Lady with the Little Dog”

Janie Brookshire

The Lady with the Little Dog

At Union Square the commuter amoeba oozed into the 4 train and she made herself as liquid as possible so that she wouldn’t be left behind. “Stand clear of the closing doors, please.” Ding-dong. Ding-dong. Ding-dong. Get out of the door so we can leave! Wow, she was cranky.
Short Story
Featured image for “Training Wheels”

Jamey Boelhower

Training Wheels

Kodey picked up speed going down the driveway. He could feel the training wheels touch the concrete as he hit the street. He was allowed to go around three blocks on his own. His mom seemed to be more lenient while dad was away.
Short Story
Featured image for “The Screening”

Daryl Ellerbe

The Screening

The temperature had dropped since the nighttime, when I’d almost burned my dress with the iron and my hair curlers had fallen in the toilet. Now in the cold morning, my stomach was aching, but I brewed coffee anyway. The steam billowed into the brittle air like wisps of cotton.
Short Story
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Ntando Taro Nzuza

Simone

Siyanda is alone. It’s a Wednesday night. He is behind his desk. His mother bought it for him. She also bought the swivel chair, the one he is sitting on, and that old, dial black telephone next to his laptop. The telephone doesn’t work.
Short Story
Featured image for “Tinfoil Hats Are All the Rage”

Eric Lawson

Tinfoil Hats Are All the Rage

“Step aside, rubberneckers!” Four pushed passed a throng of sweaty tourists gawking and taking pictures outside the Bradbury building in the golden mid-morning downtown Los Angele’s sunlight.
A long-haired-blond-Norwegian-sunburned-surfer-looking-guy and a punk-rock-Japanese-lady-with-pigtails-in-her hair…
Short Story
Featured image for “Piano Lesson/s”

Bill VanPatten

Piano Lesson/s

In 1925, the seven hundred forty-two citizens of Mañana celebrated the town’s third anniversary as an incorporated city in the San Joaquin Valley. A dream of Alexander Jason “A.J.” Ryan—an emigrant from Ohio—he purchased the North Madera Ranch in 1912, then worked with the Secretary of State’s office in Sacramento to establish a town…
Short Story
Featured image for “The Lady with the Little Dog”

Janie Brookshire

The Lady with the Little Dog

At Union Square the commuter amoeba oozed into the 4 train and she made herself as liquid as possible so that she wouldn’t be left behind. “Stand clear of the closing doors, please.” Ding-dong. Ding-dong. Ding-dong. Get out of the door so we can leave! Wow, she was cranky.
Short Story
Featured image for “Training Wheels”

Jamey Boelhower

Training Wheels

Kodey picked up speed going down the driveway. He could feel the training wheels touch the concrete as he hit the street. He was allowed to go around three blocks on his own. His mom seemed to be more lenient while dad was away.
Short Story
Featured image for “The Screening”

Daryl Ellerbe

The Screening

The temperature had dropped since the nighttime, when I’d almost burned my dress with the iron and my hair curlers had fallen in the toilet. Now in the cold morning, my stomach was aching, but I brewed coffee anyway. The steam billowed into the brittle air like wisps of cotton.
Short Story
Featured image for “Simone”

Ntando Taro Nzuza

Simone

Siyanda is alone. It’s a Wednesday night. He is behind his desk. His mother bought it for him. She also bought the swivel chair, the one he is sitting on, and that old, dial black telephone next to his laptop. The telephone doesn’t work.
Short Story
Featured image for “Tinfoil Hats Are All the Rage”

Eric Lawson

Tinfoil Hats Are All the Rage

“Step aside, rubberneckers!” Four pushed passed a throng of sweaty tourists gawking and taking pictures outside the Bradbury building in the golden mid-morning downtown Los Angele’s sunlight.
A long-haired-blond-Norwegian-sunburned-surfer-looking-guy and a punk-rock-Japanese-lady-with-pigtails-in-her hair…
Short Story
Featured image for “Piano Lesson/s”

Bill VanPatten

Piano Lesson/s

In 1925, the seven hundred forty-two citizens of Mañana celebrated the town’s third anniversary as an incorporated city in the San Joaquin Valley. A dream of Alexander Jason “A.J.” Ryan—an emigrant from Ohio—he purchased the North Madera Ranch in 1912, then worked with the Secretary of State’s office in Sacramento to establish a town…
Short Story
Featured image for “The Lady with the Little Dog”

Janie Brookshire

The Lady with the Little Dog

At Union Square the commuter amoeba oozed into the 4 train and she made herself as liquid as possible so that she wouldn’t be left behind. “Stand clear of the closing doors, please.” Ding-dong. Ding-dong. Ding-dong. Get out of the door so we can leave! Wow, she was cranky.
Short Story
Featured image for “Training Wheels”

Jamey Boelhower

Training Wheels

Kodey picked up speed going down the driveway. He could feel the training wheels touch the concrete as he hit the street. He was allowed to go around three blocks on his own. His mom seemed to be more lenient while dad was away.
Short Story
Featured image for “The Screening”

Daryl Ellerbe

The Screening

The temperature had dropped since the nighttime, when I’d almost burned my dress with the iron and my hair curlers had fallen in the toilet. Now in the cold morning, my stomach was aching, but I brewed coffee anyway. The steam billowed into the brittle air like wisps of cotton.
Short Story
Featured image for “Simone”

Ntando Taro Nzuza

Simone

Siyanda is alone. It’s a Wednesday night. He is behind his desk. His mother bought it for him. She also bought the swivel chair, the one he is sitting on, and that old, dial black telephone next to his laptop. The telephone doesn’t work.
Short Story
Featured image for “Tinfoil Hats Are All the Rage”

Eric Lawson

Tinfoil Hats Are All the Rage

“Step aside, rubberneckers!” Four pushed passed a throng of sweaty tourists gawking and taking pictures outside the Bradbury building in the golden mid-morning downtown Los Angele’s sunlight.
A long-haired-blond-Norwegian-sunburned-surfer-looking-guy and a punk-rock-Japanese-lady-with-pigtails-in-her hair…
Short Story

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