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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Love’s End as the Parable of the Elephant
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This Isn’t
by Lawrence Bridges
You’re playful but maybe you should focus
on last words. This light in your window
isn’t on a timer for Christmas. Outside lights,
Yes. Whoever lives in this house will see
its gingerbread lines and, in fact, might
sleep in your modest workroom, stripped of books
degrees, and mementos. This is a morbid street. Continue reading
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Heat Wave
by Dan Leach
Then came the summer
the ponds went dry
and everyone’s grass turned
the color of bone.
Streets became graveyards
and even the pool
with its pale green promise
yawned in the distance
like a forgotten church. Continue reading
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Flyover
by Ranjiet
I divide your city into two
pomegranate halves.
Jammed in bricked boxes
seeds bleed in pairs.
I am a crack in your thinking. Continue reading
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