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A Poem by Raymond Luczak

IN SECURITY If the contents of my heart could be spilledinto a baggie and placed inside a plastic tray,what would the TSA officer see in...

Four Poems by CL Bledsoe

Going Off Meds The first day is fine. You think, I can dothis. I’m better like this. It doesn’t matter,because you went off for a...

Two Poems by Sarah DeCorla-Souza

PinkSince I was a child, I loved it,though everyone said I shouldn't, not with the shadow of the 1950son our backs, a refrigerator the color of...

Three Poems by Karren Alenier

making mythology on an island in the Ionian Sea when the parea this timethree sympaticos decidedto spend a week on the islandLefkada the cousins balkedso...

Three Poems by Amy Eisner

Mother It’s strange waking up as a woman after yearsof being chair, mattress, horse, cart,water bug treading the surface of a pond. My face was a...

Three Poems by Laura H.K.

Bold City Rats this is the dreamscapeour delusive contentment the afterglow and the roachthe street sweepersthe skin scratchersand the dope we are the rats in the trash...

Two Poems by Thaina Joyce

Why I Hate Going to the Doctor I’d rather drive with my windows down to the hair salon than to my doctor’s office. My hairdresser examines the...

Mid-Atlantic Tributaries by Gregory McGreevy

Mid-Atlantic Tributaries Flag folded, receipt penultimate,bridges slumping, leaves rotten, brownedges curling inward, raceunder the trusses, down, downahead of the ice crystals, coagulatingskyward in cobalt, excess...

At the start of war by Tyler Vaughn Hayes

Mourning, I dreamt of endless azure

The Tree and Me by Laureen Summers

Yesterday I watched branches  Being severed from an old, majestic tree 

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A Simple Machine by Eric W. Schramm

A Simple MachineThe noose that was used to hang John Brown is allegedly in the permanent collection at the Massachusetts Historical Society. Frayed and wild...

Three Poems by Reginald Harris

Untitled: On the Bus (A) Black men (man) glance (s)at each other (me)then quickly look (s) away.A quick check (-ing out),a look to size (each...

Éramos varias mujeres/We were several women by Guadalupe Ángela translated into English by Yael Kiken

The following poem was translated from Zarpamos, a selection ofpoems by the Oaxacan poet Guadalupe Ángela, translated from Spanishinto English by Yael Kiken. This...
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