Please check out the Hamilton Stone Review, an online review currently featuring a West Virginia issue (poetry, stories, non-fiction). Laura Treacey Bentley, who was a 10×3 plus poet in issue #2, has three poems in the issue. Sue Ann Simar, editor of 10×3 plus (and this blog), also has […]

Blonde, blonde, blonde–there was a halomelting around my head. Licking betweenthe chocolate wafers of an ice cream barin the lunchroom, I contemplated what Sisterhad warned could be done with the tongue.Listening, our faces had been smoothas rain. But the smell of the earthwas thickening like […]

He has bought a new shirt, slipped itfrom its cellophane sleeve, to please a woman.The night birds stretch their necks and gargleat the moon. Oh, love, love. He is not lookingat the stars, twisted like tinsel. They costnothing; they are too far away. He putsa […]

I like being called “brother”by black men. I like walking pastLand of the Pharaohs& being invited in by the brothersto bless them with a poem.“Brothers,” I say, “brothers,please no keyboards, no congas,let me lay something white & uptighton you brothers.” I recite my poemabout Martians […]

I sleep in my son’s bed,his comforter billowingover me like meringue,the poems of Che Guevaraunder my pillow.When my wife comes home,she lets the dog in,the dog who loves meunconditionally. What didChe call his apolitical friends?Drunks, singing, their throatsabout to be cut. The dogloves me for […]