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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Turnstiles
Filed under Poetry
Love’s End as the Parable of the Elephant
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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Charts
by Alex Thomas
Run the numbers again and hope
that you come up with something
more sure of your survival. Run
the numbers again and hope for
a new figure on the other side
of the equals sign. The New
Yorkers tell me that they gauge Continue reading
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