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Poetry - Year IV - Number 20 - January 2019

    OUT OF BED by Penney Knightly

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    OUT OF BEDby Penney Knightly Out of Bed Slow to serenade, wispy, extendingarms and legs, a jungle heap.Moss-fern overgrowth.Dew on cheeks and inner limbs,I blush in dark placeshiding against sky light, and crunch of air. I slither...

    I DO NOT LIE IN ’T, YET IT IS MINE by Dane Myers

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    I DO NOT LIE IN’T, YET IT IS MINEby Dane Myers If my dead grandpa, a kindly and devoted Republican farmer, were to visit the living   he’d first ask about black angus and alfalfa…      then the weather…         and...

    WHAT XERO OFFERS by Mark Young

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    WHAT XERO OFFERSby Mark Young What Xero offers The leading online storage &file delivery service is enviedfor her use of the tropes she keeps in a secret gulag of unique art forms. Her young adult ministry is a global provider...

    BOSTON, MASSACHUSETTS by Emily Brummett

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    BOSTON, MASSACHUSETTSby Emily Brummett Boston, Massachusetts: she steps off a twelve-hour ridenext to a stranger-whose shuffled music playlistand snoresdidn’t know personal space. Footfalls and fast food stopsfill the train stationas she barrels through the massessuitcases dragging behindto...

    SLICK by Mia Condic

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    SLICKby Mia Condic #1SLICKI knew a guy in collegehe listened only to classical musica psychology studentyou could tell he was destined for a future inphilosophical monologuesthe way he orchestrated the words from hisclassical mouthbut a...

    ORANGE CAT by Mark Jamieson

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    ORANGE CATby Mark Jamieson   She Could BeShe would be the proof in the pudding,Once beyond the should not or shoulding.Ever always, that one stitch in time,Willing and able, to save other nine.Her manner, sweeter more...

    OUT OF THE BLUE IS TRUE by Tim Suermondt

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    OUT OF THE BLUE IS TRUEby Tim Suermondt   DEAUVILLE The morning comes like movie stars,movie stars in sailboats. I’m no star in any configuration,but I acknowledge Beauty’s pecking orderand I gladly give her a pass on my...

    TALK RADIO by Sugar Tobey

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    TALK RADIOby Sugar Tobey Tang Dynasty Poem She looks twenty but she’s abouttwelve hundred years old nowthe tang dynasty was a long time ago she still waits for a young manto come and dig her a carp...

    HOPES by Alexa Tirapelli

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    HOPESby Alexa Tirapelli “Hopes”His name was Bud Hopes, or Lou –something like that, or what-have-you.They found his journal in an abandoned barnamong dusty knick-knacks and next to his body,to which he had done some harm.They...

    CHARLEY BOND by William Schoedel

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    CHARLEY BONDby William Schoedel He came upon me suddenlyBefore I could retreatHis long lean figureWrapped in an abused overlong grey coatWith a shock of nearly pure white hairTumbling from beneathThe confines of a tattered woolen...