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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...

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...

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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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