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    THE WATER BUG by Luba Ostashevsky

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    THE WATER BUGby Luba Ostashevsky   The Water bugA large water bug lay at the entrance to the kitchen.Its tentacles pointed up.The sloped roof of its home was a boat run aground on the...

    THE TWO OF US by Victor Pambuccian

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    THE TWO OF USby Victor Pambuccian the two of us since our common silencehappens in timewe are one day drownedby the implacable advanceof that circular motionits...

    A STRANGER WITHIN by Ruby Nambo

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    A STRANGER WITHINby Ruby Nambo A Stranger Within That’s her: sitting by the green grass.She looks so beautiful,With her long black hair.Her figure isn’t perfect unlike...

    THE BEAUTIFUL DAY by Karen Schnurstein

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    THE BEAUTIFUL DAYby Karen Schnurstein Invitation to the Man I LoveAfter Elizabeth Bishop’s “Invitation to Miss Marianne Moore” From that formidable historic downtown building of yours,...

    ABSENT, NOT GONE by Timothy Robbins

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    ABSENT, NOT GONEby Timothy Robbins   Absent, Not GoneI don’t expect to miss you but I dotonight or rather this dark morningproofing these lines by TV light.Gone — let’s say absent, (the absence of an...

    THE WAY THROUGH THE WOODS by Abigail George

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    THE WAY THROUGH THE WOODSby Abigail George Drowning while standing at the water’s edge(for the Dutch poet Joop Bersee)     Leave the light on. Let it...

    A VOICE IN THE WILDERNESS by Daniel Miess

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    A VOICE IN THE WILDERNESSby Daniel Miess A Voice in the Wilderness This silence in me is vast; notan abyss; empty yet not empty.

    THE SEASON OF THE PARASITES by Slade Woodward

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    THE SEASON OF THE PARASITESby Slade Woodward “Untitled” I can see the neon sandglow with every step taken.The ground pulseswith music unheard,with time unfocused.

    TOP OF THE CYCLONE by Lenny Lewis

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    TOP OF THE CYCLONEby Lenny Lewis                                                    TOP OF THE CYCLONE                                              Fourteen years in the system                                             is no fun. Said Good-bye to Comstock                                             didn't look...

    TRANSFORMATION by Stephanie V Sears

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    TRANSFORMATIONby Stephanie V Sears The shadow of a storm I advise you to sit still at this timecat-like patient but alerta secret even to yourselfserved hand...