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Introduction to Issue 76 Poetry

Introduction to Issue 76 Poetry   We hope that the poetry in this issue finds you all well in these trying times and that it will put a smile on your faces. There are some innovated poems that are skillfully … Continue reading

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First Contact

Ken Poyner First Contact Most everyone was expecting Little gray men, two black Shiny hard-plastic-seeming eyes, Two spindly arms, four Or five fingers, insubstantial Legs, naked. Not sure why, But perhaps it is a racial Memory, or the average Of … Continue reading

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The Distance

Cat Dixon The Distance   The rockets, like shooting stars, zip across the sky, and the red glare   will leave its imprint on your eye, but take heart, for once they disappear,   their trails replaced with blue, you … Continue reading

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A Planet’s Complaint

Lauren McBride A Planet’s Complaint   My land was perfectly dry and barren until contaminating asteroids blasted   into my atmosphere hurling water ice and organics that slowly dispersed across   bare rock covering my surface with oceans and life, … Continue reading

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Surfacing

Tiffany Morris   Surfacing   The siren, in silence, scales the blue-wave cathedral to the surface. She bathes in red light on waves. Flames blossom onto night-black water. Her pearl-scraped skin and scales change to human skin. She finds his … Continue reading

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Runaway

Jacqueline West   Runaway   You come back with your hair a knot to your waist, wild as a nest of vines, your nails brown and hard, your eyes like black wounds slashed through your face.   Mother washes you, … Continue reading

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After the War

Helga Kidder After the War The woman who fled the communists lived next door, knitted for money. Once she ran out of green wool, and I had to wear a cardigan with half of the sleeves shades darker. But in … Continue reading

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three days on battey street

Maria Zoccola three days on battey street first our skin ached and throbbed and peeled up like mildewed wallpaper. next the fever, brain fever, blood from the ears and then we were off, shuffling down the street and groaning our … Continue reading

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Old Playfellow

Noel Sloboda Old Playfellow When I answer the door, I am startled to find The Fire King smoldering before me. Decades have passed since he first flitted about At the edges of my mind. My mother warned me: Keep away … Continue reading

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And It Was Bad

Anne Carly Abad And It Was Bad The garden was full of broken things— snakes that spoke in slithering speeches and thickets of ants that lazed along riverbanks— forced her to go around the dance-afflicted hill just to catch Adam’s … Continue reading

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