2025 Best of the Net Nominations

We are incredibly excited to announce South Broadway Press‘ 2025 Best of the Net nominations! Please join us in celebrating these wonderful poets.

The Best of the Net is an annual anthology that honors small press literature that was first published online. The anthology is published by Sundress Publications and is open to submissions for poetry, fiction, and nonfiction.

Best of the Net Nominees

FROM SOUTH BROADWAY GHOST SOCIETY // SUMMER 2025 EDITION

Underbrush

BY SARA WHITTEMORE

Geranium

BY ASPEN EVERETT

A Chorus of Mourning Echoing Out Toward Mecca | Ted Vaca

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A Chorus of Mourning Echoing Out Toward Mecca

BY TED VACA

the chosen people
god’s blessed
people

brutalized attacked and slandered
beaten throughout centuries
wandering through
a mist of sorrow
through world wars
through a cemetery
the size of the Sea of Reeds

then blessed by God
and nations and given
back their homeland
holy land
returned to Zion
oh Israel oh holy land
oh El Elohe Yisrael
oh The Mighty One
God of Israel

how terrifying you’ve become
how brutal your power how punishing
your vengeance how bloody your hands

you’ve let loose
the leash of the angels
of the apocalypse
upon your neighbors
and upon their land
God’s hell has risen

now the broken people
now the occupied
the scattered descendants
of the conquered bombed
to dust their hospitals
their places of worship
their schools their people
their children their lineage
their line of hope obliterated
in the constant barrage
of revenge

only the law of God
matters El Elohe Yisrael
only the law of Israel
above the laws of men
of war of nations
above the internationals
from above comes the law
from above the blessing
of violations of wanton cruelty
from above the blessings
of starvation the blessings
of suffering the blessings
of obliteration of the grave
of the dark

terror begets terror begets terror
begets the horror show begets
infinite suffering a sea of tears
a grand canyon of corpses

for your neighbors
not mercy but broken bones
not compassion but severed bodies
for your neighbors there is no salt
no bread no wine but disease
starvation and poisoned water

oh Palestine the world watches
and not much is done and what is
done seems as spit into the wind
as spit on to the face of Palestine

Palestine no mother’s day
Palestine no fourth of July
Palestine no apple pie
no answers from Salat no call from God
no response from the deepening chorus
of mourning echoing out toward Mecca
and bouncing off the Kaaba

Ted Vaca is a Denver area based poet and performer.  He began writing steadily in the late 1980’s in his home state of California.  He has been published in numerous publications and has self-published two chapbooks.  He is a member of the 1995 Asheville National Slam Poetry Championship team.  He is a founding member of The Mercury Cafe Poetry Slam, (Denver, CO.) established in 2000, and ongoing since then.  He is the coach of the 2006 Mercury Cafe Slam Championship team.  He has hosted countless poetry readings and slams and special events throughout his 35-plus years in catering toward poetic pursuits.

Ted is an award winner of Colorado’s Lulu award for accomplishments in poetry and The James Ryan Morris Tombstone award.

Ted has worked for Art from Ashes, a Colorado based not for profit that encourages and teaches healing through art therapy, catering to youth in illness and at risk.

Two Poems | Ted Vaca

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The Spring Has Been Wet

BY TED VACA

drowning those on the surface
underneath it’s downpour

you are very much
as the spring
this year

we can only pray
hope is real
practice deep breaths
plan in positive accord

as in what may grow

closer

perhaps the squirrels
will not eat the strawberries
but better
to put a barrier between
them and the fruit

I’m sure the weeds
and wild grass will
stay a few weeks
more green before
the summer sizzle

maybe we may
take advantage of
both the growing tumble
and the withering

to pull from the rain
and the land the best
we can

to add to the home
we share within us

set the table
prepare the meal
and may neither one
of us be cut

the cosmic within and without

BY TED VACA
YOU MIGHT WANT


to think deeply
about where you
come from

To Think Deeply About Where You Come From

TO
THINK		DEEPLY
ABOUT	       WHERE
YOU		COME

FROM

to think
deeply
about

to open the eternal
gold-fringe lined
burgundy curtain
on the stage manager's signal

let the show begin
step upon the stage
stomach in turmoil
mind electric
your eyes 
             wide wild
             and excited

to accept what is
within 
                            is without

to accept what is
                                            without is within

the universe  s
                 s            p
               l                  i
                      a   r      


out and in
unfolds engulfs
consistently for a manufactured
lineage of time

the universe
                              doesn’t care about
                                                                     TIME

time manmade	           time the cursor
from birth to death	   and how much
                                           can you accomplish

time the accomplishment

                                            measure of worth and meaning

time the killer the waste of

                                           the sought after for proof of
                                           deeds and diplomas

the microscopic 
                                            is 	C O S M I C
the cosmic is
                                                      microscopic

the embryo in their sack 

utero evolving galaxies

spinning and star beings
born in a chemical-chance
at becoming only to be seen
in awe by the dark matter
that surrounds

Incomprehensible!

our eternal selfs
witnessed
mirrored not above
not below 
but all around

breaking the novelty of direction
the compass explodes and the earthly mind
is set free of dimensions then intuned with the way
then again becoming unknown
as a dream
separated
from the expansion

we’ve not far to go
to reach & realize

Ted Vaca, Denver poet father lover crime fighter / semi holy somewhat sweet can be bitter / published here and there / Founder of The Mercury Cafe poetry slam / Coach of the 2006 Championship Denver Slam Team / Member of 1995 Championship slam team from Asheville NC / Intergalactic Provocateur

The Year Of The Rabbit | Ted Vaca

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The Year of the Rabbit

after the blast
or the fireworks on tv
after the kiss or the wish

to sleep eventually
in the den

the morning will come

that huge bright burning giant
will shine
as you are suppose to

in its glory you too will rise

you may shake
then scratch your head
rub your eyes
then open

wow 
what a place
we find ourselves on

this big blue and green
scream / a marble
spinning 
tumbling 
through
what seems to be
eternity

in the blink of an eye

what are you to do
with it

(this is a question asked
with infinite possibilities)

go then now
and do it

do one

quick before the shadow
before the night or the day
ends
for who knows
when you’ll go

best get a heads start
on it
best get to it
best go dancing
put on your super suit
and make your fate

to mean something
here
where we lie
or,
stand in line
with chance

choose

go be gifted is the line 
the rabbit races toward
if you can run alongside 
the hare
then learn learn it all
open the book that stands
green upon prairie
at dawn
nibble at it
share all you’ve read by others 
that have lifted
the pen the key the grass 
the thought 
the heavy dirty learning
with a dim lamp in the dusk 
yearning for life
go be a gift 
go be a being that lifts 
be akin
a family bearing gems
go be wild 
in life 
and in dreams

dare often as atoms that smash
go rise above the noise
go rise lift yourself up
to give ear
to 	your voice
your 	chance
your 	doing
your 	wish

you put forth
you pull forward

the universe lifts

Ted Vaca, Denver poet father lover crime fighter / semi holy somewhat sweet can be bitter / published here and there / Founder of The Mercury Cafe poetry slam / Coach of the 2006 Championship Denver Slam Team / Member of 1995 Championship slam team from Asheville NC / Intergalactic Provocateur

#5 April 2020 – Ted Vaca

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for those that feel

for the mind can not
…………..touch

you

me

we hold each other so close
we squeeze
merge

break through the distance
back from the moon
circle around the globe

I sit next to you
you ask me if the canyon spirit
is going to die

we shelter in place
on a small bench
by the fountain
in Civic Center
surrounded by trees

“we have to rely
on ourselves
to keep it alive”
I say

the wind blows
people are howling
and their loneliness
and yearning
for all that they once held
burns through the dusk

you ask me if
i can feel it

“feel what” I ask

“the wild return”
you say

“of what”
I say

“of everything we ever loved
and never could tame”


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Ted Vaca Denver poet father lover crime fighter / semi holy somewhat sweet can be bitter / published here and there / Founder of The Mercury Cafe poetry slam / Coach of the 2006 Championship Denver Slam Team / Member of the 1995 Championship Slam Team from Asheville NC / Intergalactic Provocateur

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This poem is from our first print collection
of poetry,  “Thought For Food”, an anthology
benefiting Denver Food Rescue. To support
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