morphrog21 updated
morphrog has just updated its celebratory 21st issue with a photo gallery and updated Contributor Notes. We will be making further changes to the website over the coming month, so watch this space!
Contributor Gallery
Naomi WoodMarion PanizzonJ. Michael FreiwaldIan C. SmithGerald SeniukDaniel PoundsM.E. Muir
M. E. Muir
Wordhaul He's called the portercleans the liftferries papers post protection Italy is home for himlike my part italian dadLivorno shipping to Lothian deep shelterforeign graveyards playing hometo Scots adrift loose language words that wanderto bandage alien limbs hang dictionaries on…
Contributors to morphrog21
morphrog20 contributors include Naomi Wood, Ian C. Smith, Kathryn de Leon, Gerald Seniuk, Dominic James, Chris Johnson, Marion Panizzon, Stephen Bone, Massimo Fantuzzi, J. Michael Freiwald, and Daniel Pounds.
Gerald Seniuk
HENRY WOOLF AT NINETY He had always beena secret agent man,or so it seemed,that it had ever been,that it never began,He just always was:the secret agent man. He worked from the inside, Doing what the insiders did.But we always knewthat he…
Stanley M. Noah
Traveler My dog howls at the moon while I'm beside the camp fire. He comes over and tells me this story like an old pal, as to why dogs howl in the night. Something about paranormal activity. And not knowing…
Stephen Bone
Jammie Dodgers Not the virtuous digestiveor curlicue embossed custard creamor Communion taste of a pink wafer,but Jammie Dodgers, the ones to return torchlit lights-out,lidos, comic swaps, reels of caps going offas on Wild West horses disguised as bikes we freewheeled…
J. Michael Freiwald
transparency we can’t recall the speciesonly the date, our nation’s birthday. we extended our legs overthe open veranda whilea ring of acquaintance smokedpassing the paraphernaliaon the grass below it started swooping, a speck.enlarging and blurring in the exhaleswithout words she…
Dominic James
Annie in Montana The sun dips. Brooding pink the mountain ridge leaks blood on inky darkness. Red in miniature brake lights settle flesh on the mantle of a parking lot, snow fresh, spindrift floating warm beneath the fender where, intimately…