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    ON THE SANDS OF LIDO by Bob Varghese

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    ON THE SANDS OF LIDOBy B. A. Varghese Knowing It was enoughknowing he was therehis presence like an army of giantsbaritone voices encouragingalong the battle linestrong...

    SPIRALS OF SOUND by Lisa Molina

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    Spirals of SoundIIf One of us must dieI hope it is I.When I thought my son with leukemia was dead, I screamed at God,“Take me instead!”The wish still stands inside my head.The...

    A BAG OF HANDS Mather Schneider

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    A BAG OF HANDSBy Mather Schneider A BAG OF HANDS Jalisco, Mexico. In a black plastic bagthey found them: 12 severed handsremoved from...

    ALFRED AND MOSES – By Timothy Robbins

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    ALFRED AND MOSESBy Timothy Robbins Alfred and Moses(for A.E. Housman) I picture a Merchant Ivory flick.Young classicist with patrician cheeks,face of an Arabian prancer, featuresprecise as...

    (DIS)AMBIGUATION By Sarah Kohrs

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    (DIS)AMBIGUATION By Sarah Kohrs (DIS)AMBIGUATION It began with                   the forgetting.Sunlight sparked              off keysDangling eye-level           near the door;

    TAKE TEN by LG Pomerleau

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    How We See “No telescope is more powerful than the prejudice of the person looking through it.”Kevin Ashton, How To Fly A Horse, 2015 The spider...

    THE PUSH By Clay Reed

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    THE PUSHBy Clay Reed DynamicAfter Denise Duhamel Having a child changes a relationship,at least that’s what our friends with childrenhave told us several times.“It changes the...

    PENETRATING SECRETS by Cynthia Pitman

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    PENETRATING SECRETSby Cynthia Pitman PENETRATING SECRETSWith all your science can you tell how it is — & whence it is, that light comes into the soul?-- ThoreauThe science is...

    THE VIRTUE OF LAZINESS by Mark O’Flynn

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    Hand to Mouth As a picture of modern urban povertyit almost breaks your heart.Old Mother Hubbard’s bare boned cupboard,her dog drooling optimistically.What happened to Mr. Hubbard?Down the pub most...

    SELFIEDOM – Poems by Clark Holtzman

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    SELFIEDOMPoems by Clark Holtzman MY ACCEPTANCE says nothing about the quality of your offer.My acceptance is sacred in this faithless sort of way.My acceptance builds upon...