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Two Poems by Christine M. Du Bois

Metamorphosis No one asks the caterpillar.Survival has selected her destinylong before she swallowsher first lush, trembling leaf--sending her, impelling herto commit herselfwillingly,even eagerlyto the tiny...

Three Poems by Yvette Neisser

DECLARATION OF INDEPENDENCE FROM MY FORMER SELF I lost everything:the contours of the body I knewthe housethe identity of wife/motherhalf of a couplea name that...

Day Job by Allison Whittenberg

After a night of therapeutic bottle and blunt passing He wakes on earth at 5AM In a lumpy bed He goes to the airport in his overalls Brandishing...

Two Poems by Anna Idelevich

Early in the morning Early in the morning jelly smokes over the water, put semolina and millet in the boiler and make a dream in the ocean...

Autumn Fading-Director’s Cut by William T. Blackburn

Green* Fleshy limbs fingerpaint the sky That wondrous joy of life bedecked in emerald sheaves Parasols twirling, swirling overhead Shade from a beaming sun Meal for all things living Red Cavorting...

Sorrow by Christine M. Du Bois

I walked today in Wilmington. No Biden sightings, but I had a most perfect look at a Cooper's hawk --the best of all my years of...

I Garden Weeds by Ethan Goffman

I wouldn’t say I have a brown thumb.Fresh green weeds spring up where I garden,infiltratingthe flowering natives. I cultivate a wild look,but when does the...

Two Poems by Jeffrey Banks

I Want Better I want better. I find this double mindedness debilitatingAnd I am hating the outcomes that I see I want to flee from realityBecause of...

Two Poems by Kevin Wiggins

Can I Borrow Your Iniquities? If you don’t mind Can I borrow your iniquities? Since my sins are so much greater and heaven has no room forme...

Two Poems by Laura McCarty

The Home We Will Remember I am born in the black hills of eastern Kentucky to a young woman from the Gulf Coast of Texas who sews...

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Two Poems by Jamilah Ali

Do Black People Speak a Foreign Language?Hell to the no. You told me 50 years agoDonna Reed cannot translate jive into Wonder BreadUnderstood soft...

Homemade Saints by Bliss Goldstein

You’ve forgotten the names of your homemade saintswho crowd in the dark behind your thin lids.In the veil you’ve drawn betweenHere and Not Here, they...

The Opposite of Gaslighting by Sunu P. Chandy

*With gratitude to all who contributed to this crowd-sourced list poem following my social media inquiry I’m so sorry that happened to you.It makes sense...
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