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lady day by Timothy Hudenburg

lady dayin burgundy and blueher voice jazzesunlocks the mindyou wonder what follows timenotes her music comes aliveher voice oh you willshe sweatingly teasesblue piping...

Three Poems by W. Luther Jett

It Is Not in the Sky There is a city in which I stopcoughing, the dustno longer plumes, the roaddoes not crack openfrom heat of...

Two Poems by CL Bledsoe

My Sister Describes Cooking with Our Mom It was her job to put the lettuce and otherveggies in a big pot of cold saltwater. “We have...

Two Poems by Sara Smith

Find the Door Deeper and darker I fallInto a rabbit hole that’s supposed to feel like homeTried squeezing into those ballet flats for months on...

The Odds Weren’t in Our Favor

The Odds Weren’t In Our Favorfor Janet A classic exit affair, she called it—and the diploma on the wallbacked up her assertion. Withour passion hot...

Where Vessels Go to Die by Uma Shankar

Where Vessels Go to Die Did you think of shipyards, things that sail the seasWhen you heard vessels- I am thinking of the gloriousUruli, peepa,kodam…Grand,...

Peaches & Poetry by Grace Hasson

Peaches & Poetry I’m trying to leave my phone in the drawer,to get enough sleep, and drink more water.All while the world tumbles towardsbecoming rubble—it...

Two Poems by DL Pravda

Boativation (Kayak Poem #22) Broen and I catch Mother Weather napping,push off into her belly, glide on glassinto the York River. Glittering current requiresthe paddle...

Two Poems by Donald Illich

Entranced by Fire I light the forest,see what burned looks like,more visceral than AIpictures. Flaking branches,like fish on a grill.Black smoke, crawlingalong acre after acre...

Two Poems by Susan Scheid

Resilience Even the “R” has curvesbends to the groundreboundsjoins the othersto lead the wayon its thin legs The Jade Belt I feel the scales form.First behind my...

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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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