CARY ZITER ~ Send Off
SEND OFF standing back in darker shadowsso i cannot see – she gives methe middle finger – in front of mesnowy mountains, a lonely road –the endless empty sky.
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N.T. Chambers ~ A Walk Along Forever
A Walk Along Forever
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Under the Deck I hear the coo of the mourning dove echoing down the chimney flue, all the more melancholy fluted by walls of tin. I wonder what she thinks up there, her tiny talons dug into sticky, black shingles. I wonder if, like me, she needs these moments of peace as the sun slits […]
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Desideratum Roget spent a lifetime in pursuit of the right words. Unrelenting, obsessed with nuance and symmetry, from his methodical eloquence he birthed the thesaurus. I lack his singularity, living instead in surges of passion, volcanic eruptions of words: intermittent bursts of dangerous brilliance, more often blown smoke. But this I share with Roget – […]
Read more "2 poems by Jamez Terry"Avra Elliott ~ Undiagnosed Discomfort
Undiagnosed Discomfort Asked if I still keep doves, I recall I once did, but like the petals of down they shed, I’ve lost their names, markings, the number of bodies I held in my palm, fed capsules of bread I’d rolled between thumb and finger, til my mother set them free, out of feelings of […]
Read more "Avra Elliott ~ Undiagnosed Discomfort"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 […]
Read more "Alex Scarborough ~ ghost ride the whip"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 […]
Read more "Over-Steeped ~ Elizabeth Birch"Pretending to Work ~ Paola Magnusson de Filippi
PRETENDING TO WORK This Thursday I will pretend to work I will take some very real calls And answer some very real emails From some very real people And then I will gaze with some peppermint tea Listening to the sound of a small fridge And refresh the inbox And wonder what notes are on […]
Read more "Pretending to Work ~ Paola Magnusson de Filippi"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 […]
Read more "4 poems by Wolfgang Wright"A WARNING LABEL FOR LIFE ~ BOB MCNEIL
A Warning Label for Life Drowsy amid dawn, I brush my teeth and shower with city-issued disinfection byproducts that may cause cancer. Abluted in the chromium-6, lead, and other contaminants, I call myself clean. Soft scrambled eggs go down my gullet with their heavy metals, toasted and buttered carcinogens soon follow. Water sends a vitamin […]
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