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Two Poems by Ann Quinn

Winter Dream Time ravishes the line, with glare of colorYou fashion a sky, scarring silenceMoon hoards the light Scars of strangeLines fashioned into a druma sky...

Three Poems by Yvette Neisser

THE ARC OF THE SUN for my mother Here is what you have revealed: At eighteen,you rode a Greyhound from New Jerseyall the way down to...

Two Poems by Alex Carrigan

After the Ambulance Why can’t we break the tensionlike how your motherbroke that Waterford your father gave heron their thirty-fifth anniversary,the day her body first...

Three Poems by Ryan Quinn Flanagan

French Resistance, without any French The raccoons lived in the back shedlike a family of nocturnal lawn mowers.The backyard just the front yardthat no one...

Infinite Nothing(s) by Ethan Goffman

Infinite Nothing(s) It is a law of the physical world—although not of mathematics—that if you multiply zero enough, 0 x 0 x 0 x 0...

Two Poems by Marianne Szlyk

Hobbs Square, 1955, Worcester, MAAfter a photograph of Cecile Aaronson by a Telegram and Gazette photographer The woman stands at the open windowon the day...

Three Poems by Stephani E.D. McDow

Cosquilla you provided for me make-believe-come-realfairy tales tangible and new<you added texture to my paintingsgrains of heaven engulfed in color and hue linear needs met wavy...

Two Poems by Brandon C. Spalletta

Daydreaming A knife and small plate left in the sinkovernight, next to some Ivory dish soaponly chosen because it was on salefor another two days,...

rabbit holes by Siskind

rabbit holes it begins with an opera mask formed in binary code i slip it on and am a p h a n t o m a master of...

Three Poems by Jeannine Hall Gailey

A Woman Turns Fifty with Cherry Blossoms A cold spring, too cold, blossoms a fizz of pink only a smattering against the gray sky. How much of...

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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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