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Three Poems by Anant Dhavale

Crimson What makestonight's tropical wind so coldI wonder how the trees will surviveCome and kill me, engulf mein your wild currentsin you, I have heard,...

Interstate-10 by Craig E. Flaherty

prelude: a small fire along the banks started withthe crumpled pages from the great americanpoetry 19th century anthologyesquire magazine coversplacemats from memorable restaurantsdiploma certificate...

Two Poems by Anneliese Donstad

all we have is desperate hope and astrology charts I want to capture this moment where we interlace our arms around each otherstanding beneath ursa...

Two Poems by Ryan Quinn Flanagan

The Dissolving Man It is good to disappear.Incognito fires extinguished. And the dissolving manin a liquid beaker. As some faraway youth-to-deathoccurs in direct proportion. No knowledge of the...

Two Poems by Lilly Hallock

You Told Me You Loved Me I wish I knewWhat you meant whenYou showed up at my roomAnd you told me you loved me.It has...

Three Poems by Shakti Sackett

Give Me More Stretching open I feelexactly how I want to.The fear makes me tremblebut want feverishly. The moon is not full.I am not wild now.I...

Two Poems by Elisabeth Greene

Visiting Lalla Essaydi’s Revisions A security guard follows me while I visit Lalla Essaydi’s photography, paintings, and multimedia art exhibit in DC, with close pursuit in latticed space he...

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...

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Two Poems by Bill Ratner

They Send Me to the City to Stay with My Auntie I hang my jacket in the hallwayher apartment is oldmade from shoestring potatoesit smells...

 IF FREEDOM DIES by Alan Abrams

IF FREEDOM DIES What’s next for us, if freedom dies–For those of us, they smear as woken—must we wear their yoke of lies? They seal their...

Three Poems by Lesley Younge

Rock Paper Scissors Water. water to rub rock smooth water to rust scissors shutwater to dissolve paper into nothingnessthen return it to the cannibal trees waterwaterwaterwaterwaterwaterwater water to...
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