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    WOW by Boris Kokotov

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    A trap I have mixed feelings about what happened that day --following her out of curiosity,staying in her place for no reason except… Pity. Is it...

    POPULATION DENSITY by Gary Beck

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    Decay of Democracy The political charadein divided Americabecomes tenser dailyas issues, agendas, ambitionsrasp the public well-beingtrying to survivean irresponsible President,who tells the people‘there are good peopleon each side’when nazis...

    THE TOWER by Daniel King

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    Aphelion Cadences Opal light from AtlasLensed on cyan dawn shoalsBurns but forms an echoCascades wild in my soul. Here I stand in wonderHere I stand with...

    SUNSHOWER by Zebulon Huset

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    Killing it, Cooking It Friday night the second month of high school—but we weren't thinking about school.It stole hours that we used to spend skating.All summer, every day, all...

    DARK MOON, LONELINESS, AND HOPE by Gary William Ramsey

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    Dark Moon, Loneliness and Hope       By Gary William Ramsey The Dark Moon disappearswhile I sit here, gazing at the star filled sky.Its absence allows quiet...

    GOAL POSTED by Rebecca Dempsey

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    Goal posted There was nothing saiduntil my brothers saw it happen.They told Mum, who, shaking in rage,told the head nun about the bullying.More than bullied,small boys were grabbed, arms...

    I AM ALWAYS HUNGRY AND WANTING TO HAVE SEX by Yessica Klein

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    scooped smooth peanutbutter longing forthe surface that dressesthe newly foundworld of youclassified quietnesskindred galaxiesgradually collapsing intoeach other - does it matterto us that there wereother people to love?it took two to tango&...

    BLUE FOX SEATS by Terry Brinkman

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    Alabaster Breast Milk Ilk Horns Dragon-Lilies Zodiac redemptionIrish wine Brandy sniffer graceShe’ll be back in a flashLimp as a wet rag looking at her facePollenate paraphernalia paper trashAlabaster Breast...

    NEON MARMALADE by Alex Hand

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    A stained glass imaginingFrom the third floor the treetops are filigree fine,emergent tendrils nod frantic nervousnessin the ethereal breath of a gossamer breeze.Lace leaves play like piano fingerscaught by ripples from whipish...

    A COLUMN OF SMOKE by Sally Sandler

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    A Column of Smoke ghosted west to the seaand I missed my off ramp like most of the otherswho prayed to the fire gods