by Susana H. Case
Of course, she didn’t trust
your gestapo blurt of words.
She came from a culture
abused by authority. Continue reading
by Susana H. Case
Of course, she didn’t trust
your gestapo blurt of words.
She came from a culture
abused by authority. Continue reading
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by Mazzy Sleep
You expect the sun
To melt into the
Horizon. Instead, your
Feet rake the dirt and
Light reflects like water Continue reading
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by Sean Madden
The kid at Coyote Pond, six, maybe seven, a ruffled
head of hair, a neighborhood boy whose name
I once learned–he’s making me nervous, nervous
in a way I feel sheepish about, a way that’s borderline
irrational, the way he’s bouncing around the playground,
firing cap guns, shooting things only he can see.
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by Lenny DellaRocca
The woman downstairs has hired a man to tear apart everything
she owns. Since her husband died
she carries grief around
in a suitcase of birthdays.
Continue reading
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by Sujash Purna
The year is sometime in the second
decade of some century where they
spell my name wrong. The fear
of a roof caving in, overcast sky
buried in snow. Untimely fools,
they’re leaving me. The whale Continue reading
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