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The Amazing Blurry Dream Place—Book 1 by Anne Dykers

It is not quite accurate to say Lola is growing old for she has always been old, teetering in and out of lifetimes. Each...

Three Poems by Clarence Allan Ebert

Keep Coming Back Before sin there was cocaine. Coca leaves spread like a carpet on lush clearings and golden paths in the Garden of Eden.  Creation was...

Two Poems by Bernardine (Dine) Watson

Leaving On the No. 2 Bus:  September 1963 I am standing on the corner of Christian at 16th street watching and waiting for the No. 2...

Two Poems by Shannon Cody

Mattress Who will be my husband’s next lover?When we sign our names, releasing each otherfrom responsibility of each other’s choices,and dinners, and car insurance—Will he...

Two Poems by Rebecca Dietrich

New Jersey is My Home Home is where I feel sand between my toes And smell freshly made boardwalk funnel cake Sandcastles are washed away by the...

A Poem by Matthew Ratz

But Nothing Is How does one measureenough-ness? Existingas the sum ofallone would ever need?I can littleascertainfor myself if even Isuffice It is a feelingintangible as etheronly...

Two Poems by Kimberly Ray

WHERE HAVE ALL THE PEOPLE GONE? Another December,Another end of the roadAs I look around and wonder,Where have all the people gone? Tucked in tighter to...

Three Poems by Juliana Schifferes

Close Encounter at a Grocery Store Grayed Vans, downcast eyes Bear lumbering after cookies How have you turned bald?! Your quiet stare ceased. How dare you remain yourself! Return to...

Two Poems by Claudia Gary

Cut and Run 1.Faced with a mango’ssweetness, I recallhow my aunt would slicethe flame-hued ovoid— cross-hatching sections,flipping the soft skininside-out, each pieceoffering itself to my lips or...

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...

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Fox don’t care by Chris Fafard

Fox don’t care Like Fox beauty comes and Godtippy toe testing the edge of awareness untilwith a stroke of his fat brush tail –the color...

There is in the Water by Cassie Premo Steele

There is in the Water What happened here the history I mean thismean thing there right there the bridgewhere they were lynched and who elsewas there and this is always here Ito make them mean something and howcan inanimate objects say...

Two Poem by Sahar Choudhury

occupier artclasswindow is crackedopen to let fresh air in. outsidesunny schoolyard under lovely cloudless sky,the kind of blue beggingto be licked and torn asunderby hungry...
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