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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...

Two Poems by Darren Stein

The Four Sons I sit, the wicked son at the Passover table, my teeth blunted by my father, not because I am ignorant of the law like...

Two Poems by Daniel Morris

A Rainy Day Song For Sly Stone You know today was rained out So inside all day just me and my Clicker my box my many Channels my...

Infinity by Faith Cotter

Infinity She dragsherself outfrom within quick shallowbreathsand stands tilts her head opensher mouth hears the earthan echoing tomb and how does she knowwhat a tomb is this woman withouta...

Beach by John Huey

Beach I used to walk, back in my long walking days, down a wonderful promenade, just across from my usual hotel on the beach, all...

Two Poems by Paul Schaeffer

THOUGHTS ON THIS FRIDAY NIGHT  I went to the Chabad House For Shabbat services and dinner They sing with passion The men locked arms I still can’t help but...

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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...