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Four Poems by CL Bledsoe

Going Off Meds The first day is fine. You think, I can dothis. I’m better like this. It doesn’t matter,because you went off for a...

Three Poems by Karren Alenier

making mythology on an island in the Ionian Sea when the parea this timethree sympaticos decidedto spend a week on the islandLefkada the cousins balkedso...

Three Poems by Amy Eisner

Mother It’s strange waking up as a woman after yearsof being chair, mattress, horse, cart,water bug treading the surface of a pond. My face was a...

Three Poems by Laura H.K.

Bold City Rats this is the dreamscapeour delusive contentment the afterglow and the roachthe street sweepersthe skin scratchersand the dope we are the rats in the trash...

Mid-Atlantic Tributaries by Gregory McGreevy

Mid-Atlantic Tributaries Flag folded, receipt penultimate,bridges slumping, leaves rotten, brownedges curling inward, raceunder the trusses, down, downahead of the ice crystals, coagulatingskyward in cobalt, excess...

The Tree and Me by Laureen Summers

Yesterday I watched branches  Being severed from an old, majestic tree 

Four Poems by Amuche the Poet

Notes From a Black Figure Model I am a slave to the time. Four 5’s, break. Two 10’s, break. One 20, break. Everytime the timerticks,...

Two Poems by Cody Bock

Dawn of creation With the swirl of a wrist and the twitch of an untamed browRock rose out of oceanAnd light met mountains in the...

A Good Deal by Sunayna Pal

A Good Deal I don't like empty vases populating my tiny house but after uploading my listing of the car I came across a blue Ming vase. Not...

Two Poems by Chloe Yelena Miller

Raised architecture of gold leaf Time-gone smoke darkened the possible reflection. Museum light shadows continue to tweak the narrative. Gold demands candlelight. Or maybe candlelight demands...

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When Her Boyfriend Leaves by Steven Standage

When Her Boyfriend Leaves the dense wooden door slams shut with only a fewcentimeters of clearance from the cold tile floor,forcing a gust of frigid...

Three Poems by Suzanne Frischkorn

So Much was Possible Then— ...

Four Poems by Mary Ann Larkin

Found Poem in Christmas LetterFrom a Former Blond Bombshell Our abilities shrink daily.Dave is on his walker.I am on oxygen.We are often cranky. Goldenrod I saw my...
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