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Three Poems By Malachi Byrd

Malachi Byrd is the winner of the 2025 DC Poet Project, an annual poetry reading series and open-to-all poetry competition produced by Day Eight,...

Three Poems By Heaven Santiago

STABILISER My eyes floatedtowards nearby archers ...

Three Poems By Michael Young

Love Letters We who are wedded to timelounge on the beach. Gullssweep along the sandcarrying a message of depths.They have salted their pathsin the brine...

Three Poems By Kate Powell Shine 

EXHAUST FOUND HERSELF INSIDE AN EMPTY SNAIL SHELL A private spiral, whiff of yuck bit off her trail of pummel slick. The shell was cold,...

Two Poems by Dianne L. Knox

Coaling the Furnace Am I such a romantic to believethat the coaling of the furnacewas a job my parents enjoyed sharingbefore it was exchanged for...

Two Poems by Daniel Edward Moore

Nativity Blues at the Border The world was dark. Very dark. Political tensions were high.He thought maybe a star. A very bright star. Could end...

Three Poems by J. Chester Johnson

Between(triple haiku) I must grow leanerWith thought and age: from wine toWater, beef to broth. Between here and there,Should a man of decline choosePrayer over repair? When...

Two Poems by Naomi Leimsider

Section/Grave/Block, Flushing NY “Charon, the ferryman of the dead, his hand on the boat-pole, calls me now: ‘Why are you tarrying? Make haste, you hinder...

Two Poems by Felicia Clark

AgingFrom construction paperlayered in pipe cleaners,uncooked noodlesand cotton balls;to cardstock trimmedfor business cards,in neat stacksor sweaty palms;to printer papertaken from the officefor a pile...

Two Poems by William Heath

Punk Rock I’m going to sponsor a punk rock concert: in exchange for a ticket, everyone who comes is given a musical instrument, chairs on the stage so people can...

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A SIMPLE MACHINE by Eric W. Schramm

A SIMPLE MACHINEThe noose that was used to hang John Brown is allegedly in the permanent collection at the Massachusetts Historical Society. Frayed and wild...

Three Poems by Reginald Harris

Untitled: On the Bus (A) Black men (man) glance (s)at each other (me)then quickly look (s) away.A quick check (-ing out),a look to size (each...

Éramos varias mujeres/We were several women by Guadalupe Ángela translated into English by Yael Kiken

The following poem was translated from Zarpamos, a selection ofpoems by the Oaxacan poet Guadalupe Ángela, translated from Spanishinto English by Yael Kiken. This...
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