by Adam D. Week
I eat berries for breakfast in the morning, an orange slice
in four bites. I learn the lyrics to La Vie En Rose and Whatta Man, Continue reading
by Adam D. Week
I eat berries for breakfast in the morning, an orange slice
in four bites. I learn the lyrics to La Vie En Rose and Whatta Man, Continue reading
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by Pepper Trail
Bluefin tuna, first quality, spiked through the brain,
frozen hard as stone, flown to Tokyo, sold at auction –
one million dollars, eaten wafer-thin, slice by slice. Continue reading
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by J.B. Stone
It’s sixty seconds
to midnight &
you, I, & whoever else
on this lonely rock trapped Continue reading
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by Michael J. Morris
I wrote to you of tusks but never
the rumpled cracks of the grey skin
that protected a calm beast. You wrote
to me about tails, just tails, as if
no body would ever attach to them. Continue reading
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by Helena Jiang
Somewhere else:
the mother bear passed a paw across her child’s head,
while informing him of some stories remote,
about how somewhere else, Continue reading
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