by Ben Heins
And in that mouth,
in that black hole
of dangling stars
I’m staring at so many things:
your teeth, pink inner-cheek, tongue.
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by Ben Heins
And in that mouth,
in that black hole
of dangling stars
I’m staring at so many things:
your teeth, pink inner-cheek, tongue.
Continue reading
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by Mary Alexandra Agner
Woman in the twilight, last sun
on the pali, brightness dwindling
in the mountains’ misty lei,
I have paddled island to island
for the awe in a storyteller’s voice.
Step down onto the birds’ wings
step down onto the night beach
and speak to me in the moonlight Continue reading
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by Christopher R. Vaughan
spikes claw trammeled sod,
where grass whistles like wind through cattails,
where dusk’s coattails are a slithering
and a disappearance. She runs where
the glint of a rumor inches into awareness,
the door shut like a gunshot, deadbolt Continue reading
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by Rachel Jamison Webster
Submerged in sun, white
as from a flashbulb—
a faded Ford truck blue on gray road,
a driftwood barn splintering horizon.
We are not the blindly enduring, we are
those who won’t lay down our burdens Continue reading
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