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Orpheus by Marc Gull

Orpheus It befalls a man to journey down into a macabre land without warmth of sun.carrying doubt but blinded by youthful passion.The shores of the...

Three Poems by Rana Bickel

The Best Poems About Shenandoah Have Already Been Written But misty clouds float over mountains carpeted in greenlike angels breath hovering over the mossy forest...

Two Poems by Nicole Farmer

Dead Man's Toenails Every time I look down, there he is—thick disease-ridden hooves for nails, dad's gift to me. I've resented them my entirelife. Briefly the...

Banks America by T. M. Hudenburg

Banks America it’s raining, it’s pouringold-monied bankers are snoringdreaming wetly on a Sunday morning whether to still those robo-pensthat keep scribbling and scribblingsignature after signature accepting...

Two Poems by TA Harrison

This Planet Let me live here in this placeLet me thrive just onceOn this imagined planetThis alternative mental dimension called dreamCalled hallucinationWhere streets are dotted...

Two Poems by John Tompkins

Skip Ad Flash of lightGlimpse of a crisp fontPerfect kerningGleaming teethSaturated colorHigh contrastSoothing noiseSmiles everywhereWork in a pair of breastsTrigger the reward center Permeate a scentSummon...

Two Poems by Jona Colson

The Stroke followed him up the back stairs,through the kitchen door, passing me at the tableand into the living room where he collapsed on the floor.I picked...

Two Poems by Lennie Lianne

BY THE BLACK THREAD OF A ROAD I sit lingering on the rimof some meandering water,my legs tucked under me,and daydream he’s driving on the black...

Four Poems by Lori Tsang

approaching eternity the navigator is the bishop’sdaughter  he said before he left us planted in the astronomers’meadow  head thrown backand eyes open to the nighti study...

Blue Friday or the Bluest Blue by Susan Scheid

I got the Blues so bad my eyes are invisible I got the Blues so bad people think I’m a river I got the Blues so bad I have...

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You Ask Me About America’s Future by Heather Bruce Satrom

You Ask Me About America’s Future I remember this –I was a child clutching the string of a green balloonShivering next to classmatesOn a blustery...

Two Poems by Tony Nicholas Clark

stars melt in your skin for R.M quiet nights held inside your hands like water waitingfor the chance to become your ladder. you first reminisced, as if...

After William Carlos Williams by David Eberhardt

After William Carlos Williams So much De Pends Uponthe dazed chickens Fraughtwith meltwater Besidesthe demonic and menacing Icecream truck Thatcirculates the neighborhood Withan off-key kilter tune: (Davidsings-“ dee bee dee bee dee bee boop...
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