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Burning Snowflakes by Rebecca Dietrich

Burning Snowflakes Radiation rains from above Like burning snowflakes, it falls. In awe of its beauty, I reach out my hand. The ash stains my palm, Still warm to the...

Two Poems by Amuchechukwu Nwafor

Amuchechukwu Nwafor is a finalist in Day Eight's annual open-to-all poetry competition, the DC Poet Project. Read more about the DC Poet Project here and attend...

Three Poems by CanMan Tha Poet

CanMan Tha Poet is a finalist in Day Eight's annual open-to-all poetry competition, the DC Poet Project. Read more about the DC Poet Project here and...

Two Poems by Zorina Exie Frey

Momma’s Corn Pudding "Soul food: Scraps became cuisine celebrating African-American spirit."~Tim Grant, Pittsburg Post-Gazette, February 3, 2006. Up to plate.It looks like a typical pan of...

Two Poems by Kiarra Patterson

Kiarra Patterson is a finalist in Day Eight's annual open-to-all poetry competition, the DC Poet Project. Read more about the DC Poet Project here and attend the...

Two Poems by J. Joy “Sistah Joy” Matthews Alford

Carrying Your Light (For Frank)When brightness seems extinguishedAnd moon nor stars light our wayWhen sadness heralds her victoryAnd joy no...

Three Poems by Jennifer McKeen Rodrigues

End of Summer As she steps off the bus, I notice dried tracks on her cheeks. The sun was out today, waving through a cool autumn breeze with nowhere...

Two Poems by Zama Madinana

hymn for the world senzeni na when the peaceful sun is cloaked & assaulted by the grey clouds of war women & children’s intestines are blasted in...

Two Poems by Patrick Dennis Riley

just disappear hostile negative replyto unwanted brash actionsbrought on valid reactionsand refusal to comply. just disappear,she cares for you much too much. dangerous dark avenuesthrough her ultra...

Three Poems by Jonathan Katz

Bot Considers WorryBring out number weight & measurein a year of dearth.—William Blake I owe you some sort of apology.It was not my intention to...

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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...

One Poem by Kate Gorman

FALLSTREETLIGHT SWITCH The sodium-vapor streetlightswith fresnel lenses like lidded eyeshave been replacedwith horseshoe-like arcs of LED lights.As the morning stays dark longerand evening comes on...

Three Poems by Mary Whitlow

Cloth & Sun    Chaos greets me at the door—   broken things swirl,   dust motes through worn curtains,   a breath before the next bruise.   You coil like an old cobra,   fangs...
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