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Three Poems by Mary Lou Buschi

Oldest Living Things Spring again, dizzy with babies.Grisly groundhogs crawl from the shed.Frenzied Chipmunks traverse the drive.Cardinals dip and swirl over the doehiding in the...

Four Poems by Joseph Ross

When Langston Hughes Livedat 1749 S Street, NW, Washington, D.C. 1 Living with your motherand younger brother couldn’thave been easy. In two rooms,with one oil heateryou...

Two Poems by Hannah Fischer

Flirting with February Heavy beaked birdin the denuded trees. He flashed his frilly pantaloonsand if this were a barI might have lowered my lids to him,licked...

Two Poems by Sage Yamashita

Blind Spots I remember as a child onceSeeing a mapA replica of an old and ancient map. On the edges of the map were written the...

Three Descent Poems by Brandy Whitlock

The Descent of Discourse Such conspicuous consumers, utilizingcalls and patterns, colors and scents, faces and stances and gaits, sensitive tothe foggiest gesticulations, the slightest seismic vibrations, we...

Four Poems by David Lott

pastry case the pastry case is an aquarium of still lifes where works of pain au chocolat float alongside those of éclair and chouquette to begin to make...

Two Poems by Amy Ouzoonian

Anahata Heart Chakra for a New YearYou can never lose what you give away freely.—PatanjaliListen to your heartIts color is cloverBedding for lovers wakingTo...

Two Poems by Amanda Shaw

Residuum “Detritus? I’ve never heard that word,”my new neighbor says, as I’m apologizing for whatI mistakenly rinsed off of my deck onto his below,the stems...

Three Poems by Mary Sesso

Waiting For a Hospital Bed Time stops in a room where flowersbloom on walls and a cardinal sitson a branch with leaves reddeningbut never fall....

Three Poems by Liza Boyce Linder

Delivery The two-member Council of Double Breasted Cormorants roosting on either end of the cross barof a defunct clothesline in the middle of a lake...

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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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