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Two Poems by Aïcha Martine Thiam

hand holders you were eating strawberries and then all i could see was your mouth: to practice the killing of a friendship is to court...

Two Poems by Scott Ferry

tonight the sun sets in its usual fashion the spheres rotate inside themselves and then circumnavigate bodies in curved spacetime my children splash diamonds into the fire and acknowledge...

Three Poems by Juliana Schifferes

Consider The Frappuccino caffeine’s godly powers are only a few slurps away. banish ennui! conquest thought with energy! don’t taste, except what you remember you tasted of the first...

Two Poems by Dylan Tran

Sorting Through Mail at a Senior Home I make small piles on my desk To separate the residents  Who have passed and those still waiting For letters that...

Two Poems by Pamela Mathison-Levitt

C’est La Vie Two men stood up and beggedfor the lives of their wives. Back home, their bills stickin the mailbox,a half gallon of milk curdles,and...

Three Poems by Miguel Avero, translated by Jona Colson

Insomne Azules sueños cruzan la habitación a oscuras formando el rostro de las noches en un cielo de humedad. Alimenta el viento la voz del aguacero, surca mis oídos y...

Two Poems by Andi Myles

Fully Known Other universes seep through the cracks in my walls and for a moment my favorite color is no longer blue but the orange of my kitchen...

Two Poems by Timothy Hudenburg

promise & debris remember friendwe are fallenthough nature has kept her word you set your sailsfreedom you believedwas the ability to move, maneuver what the word meantset...

Two Poems by Eric Goodman

We No Longer Kill Our Visitors The millipede scurrying across the basement floorsearching for a dark corner in which to rest. The spider dangling from the...

Two Poems by Lora Berg

Bakekujira All we could see of Bakekujira was the skeletonhe floated in, when that ghost whale breached the brine. Cosmic blue eels writhed inside him;royal crested...

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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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