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Awareness: Three Variations on a Theme by Cliff Bernier

Imagining Imagine light unpeelinglike appleskin,or a cloud of crowscircling,from a woodland pondreflectingtrees aboveregarding me with wonder,imagining me. Awakening See morning unpeellike an orange,loop the merry-go-round sun andonceagainchurn...

Four Poems by Gregory McGreevey

Lightning Bugs Branched bogs, a curiously quietafternoon, rapt, mad with heat.We keep throwing rocks, despitethe moans, the pleas,still,after cursing turns to begging,untillightning bugs dot the...

Two Poems by Chris Biles

Etched protectedand unprotectedpartsmake the wholemake the art pour on the acidthe chemicalsfeel the burnfeel the boiling consumptiondepletiondestruction or just watch it from beneath the quiet balmof secrecy and...

Three Poems by Susan Mockler

Auguryafter Relative by Sam Gilliam The sky washes over me, enticing,bursting open with orange and teal, a cleansing becoming more vibrantfrom west to east. Soft, like...

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...

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Time Is Plastic by Jay Ulfelder

TIME IS PLASTIC Time is plastic, but not like Lego—more like taffy. Toss whole seconds aside, or ..stretch.one. . . . out. Francesca and I...

Two Poems by Sid Gold

POULTICEWhen you have looked elsewherefor answers—the spider’s web,the empty hive, the rotted log,beneath the unturned stone—ask yourself what you haveneglected. Do not lamentthat what...

Violin Plays by Adele Brown

Violin Plays She holds on tight to bow and strings, yet,it is her body, curving and rounding,on inner caverns that gives musicits beginnings:  Soaked in...
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