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Four Poems by Hari B. Parisi

Change of Elevation When we first moved here, birds—red-headed house finches, I believe,a family—twittering high up in the blue spruce that hangsfrom the neighbor’s yard. You...

The Vision of Meribah by Matthew Ratz

The Vision of Meribah I Meribah,granddaughter of Amenemhat,beloved of Ishmael,recite my ancestors’ lessonsso that you, my child, may teach them to your own. It is through...

Hollywood, Paris, Covid by Brenton Booth

Hollywood, Paris, Covid We both had positive Covid tests aftercelebrating New Year’s Eve a few daysearlier. Her ex sent her a text saying hewasn't vaccinating...

One Poem by Faith Stern

PAIN Incessantly demanding recognition Like the penetrating ticking of a tightly wound clock Is the knowing. Knowing we shall not be, Knowing, though I close the door It will not...

Five Poems by Virginia Bell

Meuse I Pron.: /ˈmjuz/ a depression leftin the grass, a shallowbowl, or profound, a gap in the hedgethe hog trespassed, in otherwords, not the animal but the space...

Remembrance by Mariam Ahmed

Remembrance The sun sleepsIn the dirt, here.I am less smoke, more steam,The refreshing kind of bitter. In the dirt, here,We’ll plant our feet and leave.The refreshing...

Two Poems by Ince Lachey

observant gravity a sort of protestis underway performedin excellent style bythe superfluity of those who have ever beenbeloved by youwho beat with a hoop-stick against...

Two Poems by Charleigh Triaga

Phone Call: Grams, On Her Ex-Fiancé He’d show to work an hour late. Never have any money to go out and go anywhere. I always...

Two Poems by Nicholas Pagano

Red Tower At this height, it looks lesslike defeated, more withstood.Summer’s hottest daysin dwindle, retreatinguntil the sameas any other battle foughtand survived. I believein victory,...

Funland by David Fallick

Funland I stole her away, I did.I stole her away.I went into her restaurantAnd stole her away. She has a Chinese restaurantShe ran it with her...

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The Pianist by Tony Kitt

The Pianist Władysław Szpilman in Warsaw Music grows on wave crests.When the sails of sound are at half-mast,music breaks up into pebbles.Each soloist is a finger...

Two Poems By Camille Buckner

These poems are published as part of the Amplifying Disabled Voices special section, selected by editors Christopher Heuer, Marlena Chertock, and Gregory Luce.  Bag of...

Two Poems By Sarah Browning

These poems are published as part of the Amplifying Disabled Voices special section, selected by editors Christopher Heuer, Marlena Chertock, and Gregory Luce. paineach a...