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Poetry - Year III - Number 19 - December 2018

    RHINOCEROS by Tomas Sanchez Hidalgo

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    RHINOCEROSby Thomas Sanchez Hidalgo It’s four a.m. I have serious problems. And a Magnum in my pocket. Minutes later, dozens of crows, over a crowd of scrapyard parts (near the shoulder), take flight at our...

    ALEX ON HIS GUITAR by Linda Barrett

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    ALEX ON HIS GUITARby Linda Barrett Alex on His Guitar@2016 Linda BarrettHe got it as a gift from his fatherOn Christmas EveThe acoustic guitar of deep mahoganyCost around $500But the owner put it on saleAt...

    COME IN SINNER by Gail Willems

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    COME IN SINNERby Gail Willems COME IN SINNER give us this day our daily breadeyes burn   swollen faces line-upa hussled order for bread and a small sip payoff for dumb kneeswhere many vows were made and forgotten forgive...

    I STAND IN WATER by Keith Hoerner

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    I STAND IN WATERby Keith Hoerner I stand in water. It sloshes ’round my scuffed black leather wingtips, laps up the ankles of my rumpled dress slacks, turns khaki to the color of murky brown. Onlookers...

    POND FROG by Dr. Nathanael O’Reilly

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    POND FROGby Nathanael O'Reilly Pond Frog a young frog makes her homein the backyard pond beneath the stone water featureunaware that every summer for the past five years anotherfrog has lived in the same pond until consecutive hundred-degreedays heat...

    TENDER WORDS by Dayna Lellis

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    TENDER WORDSby Dayna Lellis   Shroud of StubbornnessThe quicksand is devouring her.She’s struggling, sobbing for help.I rush to pull her to safety.She refuses to take my rope.I scramble to find other options.I offer her rope after...

    DARK LOVE by Ayanna Lopez

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    DARK LOVEby Ayanna Lopez      Dark LoveThis angel fellShe lost her lightTrudging through the gates of hellShe gave up the fightNo man or godCould bring her backUntil she looked into his heartBlack as coalHard as iceTheir...

    ON MY FLIGHT TO NEW YORK (REMEMBERING MY DEAR MOTHER) by Dr. Raymond Fenech

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    ON MY FLIGHT TO NEW YORK(REMEMBERING MY DEAR MOTHER)by Dr. Raymond Fenech I don’t think I’ll ever be closer to you as I am nowAs I fly on this plane and look out into the...

    TRIBUTE by Heide Arbitter

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    TRIBUTEby Heide Arbitter These daysSome assertHistory is a lieThe Holocaust never happenedSomebody made it up In Washington, DCCapitol to a countryOf assailed settlersThe blood of recollectionSprinkled on soilFertilized CementAnd blossomedMemory Some insistAll visit the Nation’s CapitolTo throw...

    COSMOS by Dorsía J Smith

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    COSMOSby Dorsía J. Smith Cosmos My son asks me what happened to his baby brother. What baby brother? The one in your belly, Mama. Why he’s gone to the air, I say,like a ball of cells radiating by motion.It’s...