Alex Scarborough ~ ghost ride the whip

ghost ride the whip another house party hosted by whatsherface  another lacklustre Saturday chauffeuring you around rooms of architecturally handsome faces but tonight I’m cloaked each word I utter is a haunting  met with a second-sucking  startle before being relegated to the conversation’s footnotes  so I saunter between gossiping huddles like a watermark on the […]

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Over-Steeped ~ Elizabeth Birch

Over-Steeped Morning calm spills down my throat, an antidote to replace jitters of coffee, aspartame of Diet Coke. Keep me awake on this morning, every morning, when sleep pulls like a lover  from an unmade bed, and let me continue  work that feels more important than me while disease leaks life from my neighbors and missiles fall  around […]

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4 poems by Wolfgang Wright

Miscommunication It was evident  by how voraciously she unbuttoned  my button and unzipped  my zipper that she had not understood what I had meant when I had said I only wanted a Platonic relationship. ~~~ Intimidation You don’t soon forget when you walk into your boss’s office and spot a shrunken  head resting on his  […]

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Drinking Coffee Alone ~ Allan Lake

Drinking Coffee Alone People I have loved keep dying. They lull you into a sense of reassuring permanence then stop showing up,  chatting, breathing, being. I accept  no blame, never said anything overly  offensive and intend to be here indefinitely.  But it’s not easy to replace the quitters.  Other people already have their quota of […]

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2 POEMS by Sabyasachi Roy

Moonphase The moon, with its unblemished predator eyes, hunts for the human heart. I steal four drifting poems— Your moonlit body floats in through the perfumed window of the sky. I. Jazz of endless desire plays at the pinnacle of the air. The world sways, unravels itself, Bubbles rise, hover, burst. The skeleton of a […]

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2 POEMS BY Carol L. Gloor

Astronomy  My foster father made me suck his dick when I was seven says my friend in the passenger seat as I drive the sunset hills, the car a private world. My blood thickens with compassion for her mouth and tongue used in that way. How can I now speak any words that would not […]

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