A Simple Machine by Eric W. Schramm

A Simple MachineThe noose that was used to hang John Brown is allegedly in the permanent collection at the Massachusetts Historical Society. Frayed and wild threadsfrom where the knife torethe rope from...

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Two Poems by Pamela Levitt

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Four Poems By Pacyinz Lyfoung

These poems were commissioned by Day Eight within a project funded by DC Mayor Muriel Bowser’s Office of AAPI Affairs, directed by Regie Cabico.  Her...

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Two Poems by Tony Nicholas Clark

stars melt in your skin for R.M quiet nights held inside your hands like water waitingfor the chance to become your ladder. you first reminisced, as if...

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Two Poems by A. Z. Foreman

Historian A world of vanished nations in your head You lie tonight without a thought to spare Anything but the wind that downs the leaves...

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