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Two Poems by Kenton K. Yee

Dinosaur Sonnet     “Everything is true, and nothing is true!”      —Albert Camus My vanilla is dripping while fires spreadand there must be better ways to say this. Land dinosaurs...

Two Poems by Alyssa Gutierrez

Drive to Thinness Did the sound of the clicking hooves cause you to starve yourself? Like a poor scavenger,you fed on scraps of sin and servitude,injecting...

Fox Cubs by Erik Peters

Fox Cubs It was a cold day,the kind of cold only clearweather brings.that hardens the earthand makes life scarce. There was something ignobleabout the hunk of...

Four Poems by Monica Perez-Nelson

The women in a familyI.In softest cream cashmere, silk drapingwrists of verbena, vanilla, rose.Bronze chargers under china, layersof scent: rosemary roasting turkey, breadbaking. Today...

Two Poems by D.R. James

For Therapy, I Mix Metaphors From a frozen wedge of machine-split pine,tossed on this settling fire, one frayed, martyredfiber curls back and away like a...

Three Poems by Abdulmueed Balogun Adewale

Captives Life and time have held us captives— turnedThe moon an imposter in the affairs of the night. The justice-chirping canaries of yesterday have buriedTheir preaching...

Three Poems by Josephine Carubia

Ode to You I give you the deep attention we call          reverie.You give me time of timelessness.You have the kind...

Two Poems by Ed Baranosky

I Stay​  I stay. But it isn't as if There wasn't always Hudson's...

Two Poems by Jeffery “J.A.” Faulkerson

AGENT OF CHANGE During the WinterOf your discontentYou craveThe warm embrace of Spring,Knowing it will fade away toThe scintillating heatOf SummerBut you need not worry.No!Because...

Blue Fading to White by Teresa Burns Murphy

Blue Fading to White A wintry wind blewthe color out of the sky that day‘til it was as whiteas my cousin’s corpsecontained in a coffininside...

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One Poem by Charlotte Van Schaack

Writing On The Wall   Even with the fear of haunted place, everyone is trying to become a ghost.          As in the paid...

One Poem by Kate Gorman

FALLSTREETLIGHT SWITCH The sodium-vapor streetlightswith fresnel lenses like lidded eyeshave been replacedwith horseshoe-like arcs of LED lights.As the morning stays dark longerand evening comes on...

Three Poems by Mary Whitlow

Cloth & Sun    Chaos greets me at the door—   broken things swirl,   dust motes through worn curtains,   a breath before the next bruise.   You coil like an old cobra,   fangs...
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