"Came Calling" by J.S. Doherty
One night while we slept Dreaming of forests And inhabited attics And circuses Impossible spaces Tilting platforms Sad, beautiful...
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"Leaving a daughter in another country after the end of a long estrangement" by Grant Shimmin
As I heft the suitcase onto the station’s tarmac The rivers of her tears are pooling in the corners of my eyes Grant Shimmin is a South...
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"Three Poems About Water" by KJ Shepherd
not quite It’s not snowing, but it’s not not snowing either. Up by the Georgia border, we’d call anything wet and white “snow,” but out...
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"Orbiting Bodies" by Ramona Gore
Maybe we’re satellites Sending signals to each other But never touching Ramona Gore is currently a Cinema and History major at Binghamton...
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"Before Carnival" by Pamela Richardson
~Venice, February 2002 Empty-eyed, paper-mache bird heads stare through windows, hang with beaks turned down toward the street. Red,...
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"Fast Fashion Assumptions about Plus-Size Women" by Justine Defever
Neon t-shirt of Tweety Bird scowling Does it look like I care? because you don’t spare anyone’s feelings. Sheer leopard print blouses...
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"Present" by Kelli Simpson
There is too much. There is not enough. If there is an in-between, I don't possess the scale to calibrate that balance. I am what I own,...
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"Dear Dead Brother #5" by Noah Cicero
Dear Dead Brother #5 (Passed on June 16, 2004) Last night, my partner and her dog slept on me The closer I get to real love Livelier...
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"cry fowl" & "prodigal ghosts" by J. R. Wilkerson
cry fowl yard fowl flee the sight to cower lest they perish from the hawks in flight tumbling down as they cherish prodigal ghosts it was...
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"The Dream Is Over pt. I", "A Life" & "Songs For The New War" by Scott Laudati
The Dream Is Over pt. I It was all good once. Football games on Friday nights and maybe second base under the bleachers before the last...
Apr 30, 20232 min read
"We received a King Cake at the office..." & "The Soundtrack…" by Nolcha Fox & Ken Tomaro
We received a King Cake at the office the other day Part coffee cake, part cinnamon roll Bathed in an icing of yellow, green and purple A...
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"The Mall of Men" & "Extra Marital" by Sanket Mhatre
THE MALL OF MEN She chooses men the same way you’d pick a detergent bar or a cereal box at a hyperstore Carefully; after looking at the...
Apr 30, 20232 min read
"Shoveling Out" & "Cemetery Mower" by Seth Copeland
Shoveling Out Dust haloed, scratcheyed, kneedeep in grain, we shovel toward the buried shriek of the auger. Our masks press sharply into...
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"laughed at by the gods" by Aaliyah Anderson
yes, i’m the heat of a promise of snow. my friends think i’m a Vegetarian, so i lie and say i am. if only i could have black sunglasses,...
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"Love Poem to Myself, Number Five", "The Kind of Woman I’d Write Poems About"… by Robin Kinzer
Love Poem to Myself, Number Five Forty-two. That’s how old you are when you finally put down the knife aimed at your own chest. That’s...
Apr 30, 20232 min read
"i guess you'd call it love..." by Joseph D. Reich
after working like one of those first social work jobs after having just got married head over heels madly in love on school st. in...
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"Bill Resurrected" & "Congratulations" by Josh Gaydos
Bill Resurrected just a day after hearing of his passing I saw Bill at the liquor store tonguing a toothpick, signing contracts in the...
Apr 16, 20231 min read
"Ghost Dance" by LindaAnn LoSchiavo
That year morphine became a minuet, Sweet pianissimo. Its soft pedals stilled Anguish, reproached relentless timekeeping — Tick, tick —...
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"The Monster of Old" & "A Strangeness" by John Gray
The Monster of Old It was a horrifying creature, long pointed nose, buzzing wings, eyes deep black in a circle of garish red. I didn’t...
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"Spare Parts" by Kathleen Pastrana
Morning comes and gently we unravel— limbs knotted by close familiarity break free and fall straight into the sea of sheets we stained...
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