Davynn Roberts, four poems
Painting Flowers “Pinto flores para que así no mueren.” “I paint flowers so they don’t die.” -Frida Kahlo When I paint flowers they...
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Karl Carter
Sep 1, 20182 min read
Karl Carter, two poems
SEA FARER-1952 I once sailed paper boats in the flooded gutters of the boulevards of New Orleans Where the paved streets and shaded side...
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Marc Swan
Sep 1, 20181 min read
"Endangered Species" by Marc Swan
Endangered Species After we watch a right whale— perhaps for the last time— flip and roll far beyond Sandy Neck Beach, we meet old...
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Pat Anthony
Sep 1, 20183 min read
Pat Anthony, four poems
The Blade he shaped knives with ash handles like the one that bends to the shape of her leg inside scarred boots gone on forty years now...
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Patricia L. Goodman
Sep 1, 20181 min read
"Mending" by Patricia L. Goodman
A yellow swallowtail flew directly into the spray this morning, as I watered my garden. It landed upside down in the mulch, pale side to...
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Richard Luftig
Sep 1, 20181 min read
"Duckweed" by Richard Luftig
Duckweed The smallest flowering plant. Last night, A full moon In the bedroom Window. This morning, Winter sunlight Bathes the southern...
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Sam Barbee
Sep 1, 20181 min read
"Imperfection" by Sam Barbee
A kitten sits outside on my neighbor’s patio ledge, and, being a kitten, boxes butterflies and weeds. Tawny and feral, hungry . . . but...
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Walter Bargen
Sep 1, 20184 min read
Walter Bargen, three poems
Institute of Eyes I’m waiting among those who are already waiting, hoping to see something of comfort that they’ve seen before, or...
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Will Reger
Sep 1, 20183 min read
Will Reger, four poems
Poem for a Mother Taken for Riccy Enriquez Perdomo When I use the word taken She was taken from her promise She was taken from her...
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William Page
Sep 1, 20181 min read
"Father, Grower of Roses" by William Page
It wasn’t difficult for him to separate exotic specimens of roses from caladiums, so common they’ll grow thrown to the ground. He went...
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KJ Roby
Sep 1, 20182 min read
KJ Roby, three poems
Navigating a Housing Bubble She calls with weather reports and says, “We split a potato for dinner.” He might send a picture of a bird on...
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Kasey Edison
Jun 30, 20181 min read
"Barely Breathing"
BARELY BREATHING Even my bones are asleep and only the sky is alive. I think I feel your fingertip circling the birthmark on my...
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Mark Madigan
Jun 30, 20181 min read
"Major Music Studios"
MAJOR MUSIC STUDIOS The glitter of a drum set caught my eye but I told Mom as we passed by the gold trombones in the shop window that...
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Quinn Carver Johnson & Todd Fuller
Jun 30, 20182 min read
Two poems, Quinn Carver Johnson & Todd Fuller
LIFE, TIME, & FORTUNE I have looked out to the ocean and wondered why we ever crawled out, why, some sunny day, we followed the...
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Rich Boucher
Jun 30, 20183 min read
Three Poems, Rich Boucher
Sign of the Good Eye Took a while, but I finally found someone who would do it, who would make a homemade sign for outside my door that...
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Simon Perchik
Jun 30, 20181 min read
Untitled Poem
Though it gets dark earlier and earlier you were already weakened at birth –without a shrug let go things the way each grave is graced...
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Steve Bellin-Oka
Jun 30, 20183 min read
Three poems, Steve Bellin-Oka
Doppelgängers When I was younger, women often took me aside to say how much I looked like someone else: a dead lover, a son, a brother....
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Terry Trowbridge
Jun 30, 20181 min read
"Lying Down and Looking Up"
Lying down and looking up Underneath the hydro towers dandelions splotch their leaves flat. Their stems reach up to the lines and hold...
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William Rivera
Jun 30, 20181 min read
"Fistful of Glass Beads"
Fistful of Glass Beads I thought how lucky to live so long, to travel so widely, succeed at disparate callings, to have known that Mardi...
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Hannah Rousselot
Jun 30, 20183 min read
Three Poems, Hannah Rousselot
BY THE LAKE I went outside to smoke a bowl (because my boyfriend was still sleeping because the sunrise was magical because I had no real...
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