by August Straumanis
This morning I was woken up by a marching band. The parade was in town—horns crashed through the treetops, majorettes passed out smiles like electrocutions to the crowd. A biker gang rode by with a caged tiger in tow, a small mirror lodged in its jaw. Continue reading
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by Daniel Donaghy
Winding through the aisles
with my oversized cart,
I smile at everyone:
the pink-haired stock clerk
bobbing to a song streaming
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by Josephina Hu
“A girl,” I read aloud, “found herself in a strange room, where the ceiling was sky and the walls open air. In the center of the room stood a lone mountain, and its solemn shadow obstructed all to her left. On the right was a forest of flowering trees, and among them, in the distance, an apparition. The girl decided to venture into the forest.” Continue reading
by Lisa Bren
In cities with paved roads
and sidewalks, the trees
can’t get up and stretch
their legs, they’re caged,
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by John Attanas
In the dining room
of the Holiday Inn,
Salem, Massachusetts,
Dad has just ordered
a third vodka martini.
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