Dwayne Lawson-Brown

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Two Poems by Alex Carrigan

“I just want to tell you that some people have war in their countries” After Sunu P. Chandy A Top Model contestant tells a cryinggirl this...

Entropy by Anant Dhavale

Entropy 1. Omar Khayyam taught usnot to burn our momentsmourning the deadfor they sleep peacefullyin their cold graves. strange fellow, he was, Omar Khayyamdidn't think much of...

Broken Tooth By Ace Boggess

Broken Tooth A dream of a broken toothmeans fear of aging, change,or feeling powerless. Broken tooth would be a good namefor a rock bandin the alternative...

Two Poems by Zorina Exie Frey

Momma’s Corn Pudding "Soul food: Scraps became cuisine celebrating African-American spirit."~Tim Grant, Pittsburg Post-Gazette, February 3, 2006. Up to plate.It looks like a typical pan of...

Two Poems by Patrick Dennis Riley

just disappear hostile negative replyto unwanted brash actionsbrought on valid reactionsand refusal to comply. just disappear,she cares for you much too much. dangerous dark avenuesthrough her ultra...

Two Poems by Eric Goodman

We No Longer Kill Our Visitors The millipede scurrying across the basement floorsearching for a dark corner in which to rest. The spider dangling from the...

Happy Thoughts Vol 1: How to Get Rich While Being Your Best Self by Bill Kurz

Happy Thoughts Vol 1:How to Get Rich While Being Your Best Self 1there is no poetry in America      only workwar       ...

Three Poems By Kwame Daniels

collard greens: a broken sestinahauntology in black america ...

To Fall by Alex Carrigan

To Fall My father is convinced thata World Trade Center jumper appearsin an animated movie.He claims the moment a boythrew himself off a towerwas traced...

Still Mourning on a Foggy Morning After Grandma’s Funeral by Joan Leotta

Clouds weep on theWindows adding their sorrow to my unchecked sadness. Sun tries to drysky’s tears, shine throughbut fog shrouds sky,effectively blockingany warmth from...

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Three Poems by Sandra S. McRae

Winter Solstice We drive in the darkpast the open fieldsinto the neighborhood:Millions of lights on the housesin the trees—the world a-twinkle with hopewhile overhead a...

One Poem by Sarah Karowski

Kindly i want to diein the same way daddytakes care of tarantulas—kindly. pick me upby the leg & chuckme out the way. Sarah Karowski (she/her) is...

Street Scene by Vincent Casaregola

Street Scene Early evening heat rises frompavements, from cement and asphalt,carrying a scent slightly sour,slightly acrid—oily and tar-like. Outside the café, beyond its fenced-intables, a large...
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