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Three Poems by Kristin Kowalski Ferragut

Alive on Cuckold Creek I My thalassophobic daughter monitorsmy adventures. I’m known to cross unfamiliarwaters, over my head, with wind, stinginginvertebrates, and at times little...

Two Poems by Allan Ebert

RAINY DAY SOULSONG It’s time to quietthe jealous pastfind new stormsto rile our bloodone eyeon tomorrowthe other, wiseto yesterdaysharp as diamondsand the sky openedto the...

Two Poems by Jonathan Lewis

Red-eye Wake up in harsh lighting,startled by an announcement.There is a sudden shift fromeight hours of sittingto scurrying about your seat.Pull bags down from bins,drag...

Entropy by Anant Dhavale

Entropy 1. Omar Khayyam taught usnot to burn our momentsmourning the deadfor they sleep peacefullyin their cold graves. strange fellow, he was, Omar Khayyamdidn't think much of...

Two Poems by Scott Ferry

dear tiny flowers i know you are weeds and i would kill youwithout mercy if you were in my yardbut this is not my space...

Two Poems by Abigail Gray

Unproven HypothesisI’ve become so used to falling asleep that I could never – truly – be with you nowI would only be disappointedby your...

Broken Tooth By Ace Boggess

Broken Tooth A dream of a broken toothmeans fear of aging, change,or feeling powerless. Broken tooth would be a good namefor a rock bandin the alternative...

Two Poems by Sandra McRae

Beaver Moon Eclipse I will love youlong after this soft pearl of a moonis swallowed by the shadow of the earth.Look how she mouths the...

Only the Forest Remembers by Andre F. Peltier

Only the Forest Remembers Only the forest remembersand us.The sturdy, low boughsheld us in our youthas we climbed.The upper twigs swayedand bent in the wind.From...

Two Poems by Faith Cotter

for a leucistic barred owl One afternoon, I found a snow-white barred owl lying prostrate atthe base of a pine tree.She was the most solemn,most...

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Two Poems by Jack Giaour

art opening   instead of a gun you use a camera   amputees are your subject    /these poor people/ you say   the walls of the gallery are dark prints pinned neatly under spotlight   //life...

Two Poems by Emily Webb

LACUNA Another sun unfurlsover chewing gumcanyons, long gnawedby your foothold. A corpus colossus,hippocamping: you couchin fault lines, hammockedwhite matter. Stroke mewith each toss-turn —a neuron-starved bender. Hypoxia will...

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...
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