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Detox by Keith Aaron Munroe

DetoxIn the morning her long hair drapes like black tears over her shoulders,her Hispanic bones bruised with alcohol and sorrowso that when she says...

Three Poems by Lex Page

Crossword Clue, 5 Down, and a Hint: “Love” Isn’t the Answer I said it first,Come over here, and help me out,<!-- pointing to the only line...

Three Poems by Jeanne Griggs

Middle Path, Kenyon College I didn’t know which ones werenasturtiums until after the warmSeptember afternoon I spottedtheir round leaves with orange and yellowflowers on the...

Three Poems by Chloe Yelena Miller

Which is to say, I miss you Today everyone looks familiarunder the yellow ocher, autumn light. This woman with the child.That older man resting on a...

Two Poems by Ann Quinn

Winter Dream Time ravishes the line, with glare of colorYou fashion a sky, scarring silenceMoon hoards the light Scars of strangeLines fashioned into a druma sky...

Three Poems by Yvette Neisser

THE ARC OF THE SUN for my mother Here is what you have revealed: At eighteen,you rode a Greyhound from New Jerseyall the way down to...

Two Poems by Alex Carrigan

After the Ambulance Why can’t we break the tensionlike how your motherbroke that Waterford your father gave heron their thirty-fifth anniversary,the day her body first...

Three Poems by Ryan Quinn Flanagan

French Resistance, without any French The raccoons lived in the back shedlike a family of nocturnal lawn mowers.The backyard just the front yardthat no one...

Two Poems by Marianne Szlyk

Hobbs Square, 1955, Worcester, MAAfter a photograph of Cecile Aaronson by a Telegram and Gazette photographer The woman stands at the open windowon the day...

Three Poems by Stephani E.D. McDow

Cosquilla you provided for me make-believe-come-realfairy tales tangible and new<you added texture to my paintingsgrains of heaven engulfed in color and hue linear needs met wavy...

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Two Poems by Bill Ratner

They Send Me to the City to Stay with My Auntie I hang my jacket in the hallwayher apartment is oldmade from shoestring potatoesit smells...

 IF FREEDOM DIES by Alan Abrams

IF FREEDOM DIES What’s next for us, if freedom dies–For those of us, they smear as woken—must we wear their yoke of lies? They seal their...

Three Poems by Lesley Younge

Rock Paper Scissors Water. water to rub rock smooth water to rust scissors shutwater to dissolve paper into nothingnessthen return it to the cannibal trees waterwaterwaterwaterwaterwaterwater water to...