Gnashing Teeth Publishing

| words that get in your teeth

peeking over the fence

starting a new anthology is exhilarating and frightening. kind of like peeking over a fence. will you see green pastures with idyllic panoramas full of cows. perhaps it is a hidden garden, lush foliage and bright flowers. the hint of salt water could beckon to a seafaring exploration, glimpsed just ever so slightly over wooden pickets weathered by salt and wind.

as submissions begin to fill our mailbox, we see dreams and love, floating just on the other side of the fence. glimpses of fluffy clouds filled with hope.

keep sending. we love peeking over fences.

young woman with red hair smiling at the camera with a white paper umbrella behind her

like pretty tulips by linda m. crate

everything has been hard and heavy, as of late; in my world and the world at large— so yesterday i was drinking in small wonders like pretty tulips dancing out

What I Can Offer You by Rich Orloff

I cannot fix your pain I cannot solve your problem I can’t prevent the sorrow you’re feeling Or even guarantee I’ll make you smile However, because I’ve known Joy embracing

by Natalye Childress

*this poem is in .jpg to preserve formatting *this is the unformatted text of the poem after rainer maria rilke you, the poet, have become world weary, word-wrought. and god

guy with a dark beard and moustache wearing a black graphic tee

Orchards of Udders by Jon Wesick

dripped on the blanket while air rustled tamarind trees. Chekhov drank a Thai iced tea and plummeted out of this poem. A flock of circles twittered in the hacksaw bushes

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