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Poetry - Year III - Number 13 - May 2018

    AND THE WIND by Kevin Gillam

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    AND THE WINDBy Kevin Gillam and the wind the wind blew through us. we were small thatday, there and not. sea was scuffed, frothed, whipped,

    LUST by Stephanie Daich

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    LUSTBy Stephanie Daich Where’s Daddy “Where’s daddy,” his daughter cries through the night.“Where’s daddy,” his precious cries at first light.He had been there so often to...

    A DUAL PERSPECTIVE by Patrick Erickson

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    A DUAL PERSPECTIVEBy Patrick Erickson   A DUAL PERSPECTIVEDoes the edge of gloryreally work?Are you skittish?Are you skirtingthe edgewalking the walktoeing the line?Does it glowlike the glowwormlike its doubleits wormholeits twinlike those lighting stripsthat...

    SUNRISE KID by Ross Jackson

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    SUNRISE KIDBy Ross Jackson Sunrise kid his line of sight between smooth creamvee of sugar gum’s double trunkwhiskers sprout radii of goldfrom puckered areola of sunpulls...

    ANOTHER HOME POEM by Daniel Ruefman

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    ANOTHER HOME POEMBy Daniel Ruefman    Another Home PoemAre homes places to which we clinglonger than we should,as if we are paint chips flakingfrom the doorjambs,or foam insulation bleedingthrough the seams of splintered siding.Or...

    STRANGERS ON A TRAIN by James K. Zimmerman

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    STRANGERS ON A TRAINBy James K. Zimmerman Midflight that old manbecause he can'tget his bag downfrom the overhead bin because he can'tunzip it...

    L’ARUME DA LLISBOA por Jose Manuel SÁNCHEZ

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    L’ARUME DA LLISBOApor Jose Manuel SÁNCHEZ TIMES SQUARE Times Square.Marzu, 2017.La Hestoria convidomea chumar un treitu.La Hestoria,-díxome ella-fai tiempu que punxo’l so llaren Nueva York.Ye un...

    SUNWASHED AND WASTED by John Sweet

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    SUNWASHED AND WASTEDBy John Sweet a beautiful failure like dogs runningthrough frozen fields like february sunlight ondirty ice blue skies...

    DEAR HERON by Danielle Hanson

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    DEAR HERONBy Danielle Hanson Dear Heron You have grown tired of my presence.I am a ghost haunting the wrong house.You are the knowing inhabitant of my...

    AS MEN by Talon Florig

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    AS MENBy Talon Florig As MenAs men we are taught that a woman’s walls are to be conquered, their gates to be crashed. We learn that only in the...