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Four Poems by Kenny Carroll III

At the 94th Oscars Will Smith Smacks Chris Rock I love us Us was a glass bottle flying into a glass window At the end of a night...

Three Poems by Mary Beth Hines

Barred Owl Wind ruffles her mask, white down fringed in black, her dark eyes steeled to the task. Hooked beak wide she drills the air with a caterwaul of...

Three Poems by Julie Said Lehman

StarGazers Suicide Note The tree outside my windowOnce grew raw and lyrical. Back when life was newAnd Now ran side-by side with ForeverCushioned by cotton night...

Three Poems by Diana Tokaji

Not a Sonnet 1    Vulnerability is a noose to the rope braid of shame2    like sun trips a shadow cast by trees in...

Two Poems by Eric D. Goodman

Dry Splash All these years we’ve been worried about the sea levels rising, when what we should have paid attention to was the fresh water levels falling. Long-forgotten riverbeds...

Three Prose Poems by Laura Costas

The Bending There are whales in the sky. The last of the day’s sun presses upbrilliant, flat, white bellies; the higher-ups’ downward pressure, astrongly moral...

Two Poems by Nancy Naomi Carlson

ODE FOR THREE EXES Ex-husbands, like other catastrophes, come in threes.One dead, one fled to New York, and one out of touch.The lost and found...

Three Poems by Rebecca Bishophall

Editor's Note: These poems appear in Breaking the Blank, available from Day Eight: https://bit.ly/3VbR9vL. Seduction Seduction… Drag my finger downtheir spine thenbreathe them in. The more pages the...

Two Poems by Marianne Szlyk

Monk of the Written WordFor Will Mayo (1960-2022) Will said he hated the Holy Rollersof his small-town, backwoods youth.After death, he wrote, many late nights,was...

Three Poems by Kim Roberts

HICKORY TUSSOCK MOTH CATERPILLAR lophocampa caryae We are replete with caterpillars this year, mostly of the woolly bear variety, but today I saw one covered in thick white hairs...

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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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