poetry 26/38

Aug 21, 20221 min read

“The State of Me, Love, This” by Ashley Dunn

It has been 22 3 months and I wake up incredulous with you again (like you used to, actually), but I’ll love you again by lunch; then...

“Noise from a Goat and a Tree” by Ted Naylon Sr.

Aug 7, 20221 min read

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“Noise from a Goat and a Tree” by Ted Naylon Sr.

well, I see the sky over Ireland or maybe marble markings from Connemara goat hide as tight as a fiddle string makes a sound i heard...

"Jacques-Louis David's Diana and Apollo Killing Niobe's Children" by John Brantingham

Aug 7, 20221 min read

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"Jacques-Louis David's Diana and Apollo Killing Niobe's Children" by John Brantingham

For some, war is just academic, just breasts popping out of white flowing dresses as women raise one arm in gorgeous distress, just...

“History Teacher's Song” by Frank Brunner

Aug 7, 20221 min read

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“History Teacher's Song” by Frank Brunner

No law can make a law do what you want. Ban alcohol, and still, good men will drink. The wisest words drown in the strongest font. Even...

Aug 7, 20221 min read

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"Unhinged" by Prosper Ifeanyi

under a potpourri of tentacles stretching across all gloaming shorelines. i have got the news on and what I see is a deer. then this kid...

Aug 7, 20222 min read

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“Memorial Day” by Leslie Cairns

On Mother’s Day, I shun cards and don’t go out to brunch. The Hollandaise just wilts, And the champagne gets drunk by my mother. But I...

Aug 7, 20221 min read

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“Perspective” by Gina Dantuono

(please read Perspective from top to bottom and then bottom to top) you were gone the door left open you look around, nervous I lie still...

"Circulation", "courtesy marketing pitch to Edible Arrangements", & "Redlining" by Maia Joy

Aug 7, 20223 min read

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"Circulation", "courtesy marketing pitch to Edible Arrangements", & "Redlining" by Maia Joy

Circulation the heart pumps blood to the lungs. this is a library. i am the books. the lungs pump blood back. books live in the library....

"Call me anytime.", "[Your friend is drawn to flame]"...by Amy Katherine Cannon

Aug 7, 20221 min read

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"Call me anytime.", "[Your friend is drawn to flame]"...by Amy Katherine Cannon

Call me anytime. What else is there to say to the friend who reveals they plan to marry an addict careering toward self-destruction? Who...

“Interrupted Sonnet” & “Moon Song” by Michael Buebe

Aug 7, 20221 min read

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“Interrupted Sonnet” & “Moon Song” by Michael Buebe

Interrupted Sonnet you are cricket calling flashlight / lamp / against the damp grass — night air / dark eye balling into the hands of...

"Off Ramp", "Falling Towards Where We Don't Want To Go Again"... by Christina M. Rau

Aug 7, 20222 min read

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"Off Ramp", "Falling Towards Where We Don't Want To Go Again"... by Christina M. Rau

Off Ramp This wasn’t the exit I wanted. This a scattered merge away from where everyone else is headed. This one abrupt. This one crept...

"Black Racers (Single Ladies)", "Jays", & "Chubby" by Jess Levens

Aug 7, 20222 min read

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"Black Racers (Single Ladies)", "Jays", & "Chubby" by Jess Levens

Black Racers (Single Ladies) Along the trail that leads to the river, I come upon a pit of black racers— all writhing in a slithering sex...

"English for Cigarettes" by Shannon Frost Greenstein

Aug 7, 20222 min read

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"English for Cigarettes" by Shannon Frost Greenstein

He grew up in Poland, a Catholic childhood with a proclivity for stoicism; pious, ascetic, the gift of intellect and his rock-hard work...

Jul 24, 20221 min read

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"Tongue-Tied Laces" by Margot Stillings

She laces her cherry Docs and shuffles forward to knock A book tucked under her arm her heart ticking like a bomb Other side of that door...

"She Said Write a Me Poem" by Ace Boggess

Jul 24, 20221 min read

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"She Said Write a Me Poem" by Ace Boggess

I misheard write a tree poem, thought I’m not a tree person, I’m a bush person; I’m not a nature person, I’m a nurture person— which was...

Jul 24, 20221 min read

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“Betting Slips” by Michael Pollentine

Didn’t go to his funeral. Anxiety. Truthfully. Regretfully. I liked him. Counted out papers And betting slips Whilst the dog Lay black...

Jul 24, 20221 min read

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"Eclipse" by Mo

Lover, do you think the sun misses the moon the same way I ache for you? Do you think they’re long-distance like we are, with only an...

Jul 24, 20222 min read

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"Smuggled Images" by Anne Whitehouse

I Sister Three was on the phone, and she was outraged. Sister Two had told her about the photos I had taken that afternoon of our mother...

“Open and Closed Doors” & “To My Hand Scrawled Lines in the Hospital” by Matthew McGuirk

Jul 24, 20222 min read

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“Open and Closed Doors” & “To My Hand Scrawled Lines in the Hospital” by Matthew McGuirk

Open and Closed Doors The door of my childhood home is now worn, too many scratch marks from this dog or that one before we put a hole...

Jul 24, 20223 min read

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“4 Poems” by Enikő Deptuch Vághy

Aria for Need The night is a parched dog and I quench it, skate my feet so you will not hear me peel my toes from the kitchen’s stained...