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Two Poems by Karla Daly

vixen’s screamsplintering shriek in the dark too late for nighthawk too early for...

Two Poems by Alex Carrigan

“I just want to tell you that some people have war in their countries” After Sunu P. Chandy A Top Model contestant tells a cryinggirl this...

One Poem by Michele Evans

sirenia n. the sirens, half bird and half woman, were “dangerous” maidens, who lured nearby sailors with their enchanting voices to shipwreck on...

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...

Two Poems by Judith Taylor

The Hope She was born when I was three, old enoughto celebrate but not to understandthe grainy black and white photosof bodies stacked like...

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...

Four Poems by Michael Young

Fragments From where we sit, the waves seemto insist on shoving everything asideand always right at our feet, buildinga beach out of its bottomless discards:out...

Shoe in the Woods by Josh Young

Shoe in the Woods walking by the woods one daytrash scattered like seashells on a beachbeer cans mostly featuring some condomswashed up from teenagers partyingi...

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Three Poems by Owen Givens

New Day, New War dawn breaks over dust—jets thunder into IranIsrael’s warning missiles cross at dusk—sirens bloom in BeershebaTel Aviv trembles bunker busters boom—America joins the fraycall...

Two Poems by Joshua Walker

Glass Houses We hide behind glass—thin, trembling breath,shattered silence,each crack a raw wound,a secret bleeding light.Truth fractures us—yet in jagged breaks,strength flickers, trembling,not a mask,...

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...