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Unforgiven-Dean Gessie

I want to tell my wife I love her with maxillary extraction forceps yank all those teeth like shorn ewes ...
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Maybe You Should Ask the Dog-M.W. Masiga

“Ma’am is this your dog?” “No. Yes?” “Is that a no or a yes?” “I can honestly tell you, I ...
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Love is a bird, Carmen-Lindz McLeod

Love is a bird, Carmen; the downy adolescence of demoiselles shed Over mottled roads in the Khyber pass. A wet ...
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Night, You and me-Anshuman

The calmness of night The breath of the breeze With our synchronized footsteps making the perfect sound. Let's speak this ...
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House of Cards-Katherine Prochnow

Queen of Hearts. That’s you. That’s you, mother. Your face holy and royal. I wish I could be as regal ...
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Modern Mistress of the Moon-Candice Rankin

My Persians’ eyes are nothing like a doe; Bitter like coffee they stain my face, glare; The center of her ...
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North To Searchlight, Las Vegas-Bella Pori

New girl leans on sticky country tabletop bars and wonders why she ever thought there would be more for her ...
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The U.C.- Noreen Graf

The dog brought in an umbilical cord and laid it at my feet. It was from the banana tree which ...
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Deserving- Joann Cohen

Mother my poetry belongs to you You grew me in your sacred body You nurtured me in a world of ...
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Postcard 12-Corey Ruzicano

i have this picture in my head from a few years ago             just a ...
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Vagabond Boys-Starr Williams

If absence makes the heart grow fonder, it makes me question the heart. There is a difference, after all, between ...
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Moments Before Death- Matthew Stegman

A bell is going to ring, old and rusty, it chimes a song you only hear once, and then it ...
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Broken-Karran Finlay

Shards of glass held together with glitter school glue, still cut and fall apart when they’re broken from the start ...
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The Boy And The Demon-Ryan K. Rusell

The Boy and The Demon I fed the boy to the demon. Crown first the way his mother bore him ...
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The Sensible Ritual-Lisa Ardill

Did you ever wonder about the shapes Resting just beyond us? The stark sketches of mountains Our nightly puppet show, ...
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The Ocelot-Hannah Benson

I said yes to the hot air balloon ride on a thin, grey Sunday afternoon. I said yes for Bernard, ...
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Chasing Feelings-Brandon Bagot

               He looks back fondly on those times of pure enjoyment. Each first experience dipped in nostalgia becomes the pinnacle of ...
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Religious Ecstasy-Jordan Hagedon

I am not succeeding. This is apparent to me through my grandmother’s eyes when she looks at me. Across the ...
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She wore no ring-Andrew Talbot

I remember one time I had just finished the 8-hour job, Which on that day had ended up being a ...
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Saints of Imperfection, or An Emotional Divide-henry 7. reneau, jr.

henry 7. reneau, jr. henry 7. reneau, jr. writes words of conflagration to awaken the world ablaze, an inferno of ...
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Tongue-Robin Gow

Pink garden pushed with bulbs,      I go picking: a plum             a plum ...
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Starfall-Morgan Smith

             Darkness tugs us up and the stars fall down. The sky bends down to ...
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The Beating of the Wings- Teresa Sutton

I want to fold myself up, lie on the ground, and listen to the millions of feet shuffling towards something ...
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The true things-Irina Valerina

Not many of the true things are yours, but what you have is enough so that the light remained light ...
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A Year After They Stopped Bothering to Name the Hurricanes- Andrea Rinard

                  The zebra is back. I can see it from the kitchen ...
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Wasted Time-Gemma Johnston

Who was this codger in the mirror?  His eyes, once piercing, were now hooded in an anxiety-furrowed brow.  His jowls hung ...
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Professor and the Gravel- Laura lee

You reading another damn book of poems, Da asked early morning slur and clink don't you have to work? Char ...
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One of the Many Poems About Him- Rose McKnight

The circular thoughts that exist in my brain of you, When I love somebody, I want to keep them away ...
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Hidden, I Hide- VanessaMarie Caron

Hidden away out of sight and out of mind. That’d been the plan. If it hadn’t been for the year-old ...
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Getting Somewhere-George Amabile

If you live long enough, you might arrive at a place which has no name on Earth maps. And your ...
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City Scene-Peter Beda

I. Abstract shit convert legit inate legal action posing for a fraction get a piece of the action     ...
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Dying In A Dead Dog-Stuart James Forrest

A dead dog in the road; more precious than gold to a lonely black boy that was eight years old ...
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Tenderlion-Jessica Noyes McEntee

Jesus has given Mrs. O’Connor in Apartment 5C a fifth daughter, although he hasn’t yet given Mr. O’Connor the wherewithal ...
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When It Hurts-J. Ray Paradiso

So, I had a few pops after work an’ was feelin’ loosey-goosey. Waddlin’ on d’lift to my pond on 12 ...
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Evanescence- Mary Auston

Out there into the black hole, I’ve waited for millions of years into the constant maneuver. Gravitational singularity, what they ...
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Toucan are real- David Lohrey

That was it. I wasn’t able to be free, wasn’t prepared to carry the load, not entirely. I was too ...
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Hold the Storm- Levi Bentley

A lassitude of body hung Deepsea line strung From a horseshoe Shaped in the brain a physical location That means ...
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So, I woke up in Egypt- Anthony Afairo Nze

(TWO BEAUTIFUL STORIES BY OUR YOUNG ARTIST) SO, I WOKE UP IN EGYPT I was now thirty-thousand feet in the ...
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A Stitch in Primetime- Wendy Lee Klenetsky

It was one of those TV reality-contest–type shows, where budding clothing designers were given a chance to make and display ...
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My Cold Feet- Xhevrije Prisoj

It had been a long day. It was our day off, yet our alarm clock went off at 7:00a.m. that ...
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The Clothes Line-Angela Sewalson

The clothes line, decrepit and worn, stands tall in the yard. Abandoned by where the children play. Forgotten about, as ...
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This won’t sell- Omar Esparza

I’m a coward for not staking my life on writing I’m a coward for not wagering my life and the ...
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Happiness is Like a Bodhi Tree-Clem Vahe

What we think, we become. -Buddha “If the shrew fits…” -Leo Happiness is Like a Bodhi Tree I’ve read that ...
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