smols is an eclectic poetry journal featuring ultra-shorts, five words max. No themes. Submit up to five untitled pieces. Email to fivefleasitchypoetry@gmail.com with smols as your subject.
crows gathering alibis
— Bryan Rickert
green onions
jazz saxophone
vibrato
— Randy Brooks
Leading,
dead horses
to water.
— Keith Snow
coincidence I think bot
— susan burch