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Pop Forgot
J.H. Siegal Pop Forgot Pop forgot the aliens came down the other day. When I stop by, he grabs my hand and begs me tell him, “Georgie, is it true, about the aliens coming down?” Nurse taps her pendant crucifix … Continue reading
The Singing Girl
Kim Salinas Silva The Singing Girl A blue-colored lass curls her legs upon the face of a single pink daisy, spread open like a platform. One large eye gazes out like an apple; her black hair curls like a comma. … Continue reading
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Soon the Moon Will Slip from Its Mooring, Ride the River of Night Alone
Katharyn Howd Machan Soon the Moon Will Slip from Its Mooring, Ride the River of Night Alone except for me, day’s sun in my pocket, hiding warm light from the stars that would steal it, swallow it, lick … Continue reading
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A Day of Definition
William Doreski A Day of Definition Shadows on whitewashed siding writhe to reveal the life within a simple geometric scene. Sunlight encrusts us watching angels form and dissolve as the branches on which they perch sway in … Continue reading
Ash’s Lament
Laura G. Southern Ash’s Lament Words for what we are defy, demand apology. Magiholic. So ugly on the tongue, that sulfuric taste of victory like golden nectar or coins blood-bright, power sizzled and brutal funneling into soldiers’ veins – … Continue reading
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The Man with the Stone Flute
Joshua St. Claire The Man with the Stone Flute Don’t listen to the man with the stone flute, Who dances mad under the linden leaves. Don’t listen to his nymphs or their fair lutes. Their nightsongs bring a sleep that … Continue reading
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Midnight Rainbow
Sam Barbee Midnight Rainbow A late-night cloudburst releases glitter, shimmers the dim street. From our porch, we watch a full moon appear. Your eyes stare around the edge of your new book. There is a lunar eclipse tonight. Hmm, I … Continue reading
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Volume
Sara Backer Volume Only when I walk the narrow trails of the woods can I hear the past. No background noise but wind and the liquid melody of a hermit thrush— the bird I’ve never seen. I catch myself … Continue reading
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They Came in One Huge Wave
Zebulon Huset They Came in One Huge Wave Like a susurration of starlings the alien ships swirled across the sky in intricate patterns, close as bumbling bees swarming yet never colliding. Our planes weren’t destroyed, but avoided by the beetle-looking … Continue reading
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Summer 1993
John Kucera Summer 1993 I remember watching my father stop Halfway up the driveway because my bicycle Was blocking the way to the garage, And how he solved the problem By picking up the bicycle by the handlebars And smashing … Continue reading
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