Gregory Luce

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a february afternoon with rumi and bach by Craig Flaherty

a february afternoon withrumi and bach thick crust dense walnut breadhe tears to add to the lamb stewcarrots onions peas a stockof pureed turnip kale...

Three Poems by Lisa Couturier

In Florida, Visiting My Father Who Has Parkinson’s and Dementia Like sand dunes, his cheeks are sliding away and his white hair has collectedin tufts...

Three Poems by Patric Pepper

Earth Down here on Earth we live in craziness: plants eat air, light, water and dirt; animals eat plants; animals eat animals; plants eat animals; people eat...

Oath For My Son Made Upon A Full Bed by Ellen Sazzman

Oath For My Son Made Upon A Full Bed Crawling under the covers, parting their spooned figures, I amoblivious to what may have been interrupted,...

Two Poems by Dan Morris

Brian Wilson and the Oceanic Feeling: a phantasiai Having alluded to Amy Winehouse, Morris writes: “…in lyric / defense of other epistemes / As when...

Rain (sex) Rain (sex) Rain by Nicole Farmer

Rain (sex) Rain (sex) Rain I want you on my faceRunning rivers into my earsDrowning my (fuck) muddled mindWashing me clean Transformed to a tall oakLeaving...

Four Poems by Kenny Carroll III

At the 94th Oscars Will Smith Smacks Chris Rock I love us Us was a glass bottle flying into a glass window At the end of a night...

Three Poems by Julie Said Lehman

StarGazers Suicide Note The tree outside my windowOnce grew raw and lyrical. Back when life was newAnd Now ran side-by side with ForeverCushioned by cotton night...

Three Poems by Diana Tokaji

Not a Sonnet 1    Vulnerability is a noose to the rope braid of shame2    like sun trips a shadow cast by trees in...

Three Poems by Juliana Schifferes

Abandoning Reasonskittering propositions declare love a superstition damned to believing itself we choose not to control the burning breakdowns in logic we’ve opened between us Love, Past Continuous there are no forevers for...

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Writing On The Wall   Even with the fear of haunted place, everyone is trying to become a ghost.          As in the paid...

One Poem by Kate Gorman

FALLSTREETLIGHT SWITCH The sodium-vapor streetlightswith fresnel lenses like lidded eyeshave been replacedwith horseshoe-like arcs of LED lights.As the morning stays dark longerand evening comes on...

Three Poems by Mary Whitlow

Cloth & Sun    Chaos greets me at the door—   broken things swirl,   dust motes through worn curtains,   a breath before the next bruise.   You coil like an old cobra,   fangs...
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