Gregory Luce

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Three Poems by Susan Notar

Thirst, Greece From a photo by Herbert List, 1939 A slender forearm in shadowelbow on a tablefingertips contemplating a tumbler of ouzoindex finger raised from the...

Three Poems by Serena Agusto-Cox

When You Want to Stay Plug my wound.Gauze sops blood.Tug my body --electric current to my chest --Tether my soul --soft hand to my heart...

Two Poems by Bradley James McElligott

the circle by the college the red, red wine has seeped into the carpet, too deeply to be sucked up now. no help is on the way. we know...

Three Poems by Sarah DeCorla-Souza

When We Were Young Each moment was thick,pearled into droplets, not yet thinned.The clink of dishes. The rustle of hymnal pages turning. Dust moteshovering in a sunbeam....

Two Poems by Michael Gushue

I Saw You Nothing burns alone. Let each face be a flame of itself. Let skin to be amber and silk. Let a bridge join the air from...

Two Poems by CL Bledsoe

Eyelashes My daughter asks where the eyelashshe’s wishing on came from, how dothey grow? I tell her that it’s a kindof death, which is a...

Four Poems by Jenn Koiter

Easter Night After a long sleep, I wake,long after the chill of sunrise services in parks,after high heels sinking into wet grass,after even late morning...

Three Poems by Brandon Blue

The Twin FawnsAfter Peregrine Honig’s The Twin Fawns In the backroom of this clubmusic so loud you could neverhear the traffic, a drag queen downstairscollecting...

Violent Glamour by Calum Roberston

Violent Glamour Cuchulainn, o ancient celtic drag queenstruts her stuff onto the plain, sashays across the battlefieldintent on sowing pain and reaping lumpen carcasseswhich to...

Become by Ferris Jones

Become Alone, in silence.The multi-glows of childrenpedal in their futures.It dropped.The five-petal ruffled cluster.The earth preservedits importance.Change, though turning,protected in color.World as we need it.What...

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Two Poems by Jack Giaour

art opening   instead of a gun you use a camera   amputees are your subject    /these poor people/ you say   the walls of the gallery are dark prints pinned neatly under spotlight   //life...

Two Poems by Emily Webb

LACUNA Another sun unfurlsover chewing gumcanyons, long gnawedby your foothold. A corpus colossus,hippocamping: you couchin fault lines, hammockedwhite matter. Stroke mewith each toss-turn —a neuron-starved bender. Hypoxia will...

One Poem by Charlotte Van Schaack

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