I SLAM RHYMES by Jamie Gibbons

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I SLAM RHYMES Cocoons hangCaterpillars crawlButterflies have wingsYet I'm floor boundI'm forced to walkJamie curves words like they're baseballsThey're coming faster than gale force nineLadies and gentlemenDistressed Butterfly presents...

SACRIFICE By Georgia Eugenides

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    SACRIFICEBy Georgia Eugenides    THE SUMMER I NEVER HADin the morningi search for myself everywhere,under ivory sheets that smell of cinnamon, between porcelain jarson the highest kitchen shelf and among blue, crossed outpoems in...

BASIL by Gigi Guizado

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Heart-shaped Vase If my fragile heart should break,fill my ventricles with flowers;like bud vases for roses and peonies.That would please me. If my swollen heart should...

AS CINZAS DO SOL by Roseangelina Batista

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AS CINZAS DO SOLby Roseangelina Batista   As Cinzas do SolCegam o céu;Secam o sal de Pernem.Dão bocadinhos à luaDe açafrão e cal.Cai, cai pó-ente,    Põe cinzas d’ouroNos tetracantos da mente.Cinzas da ÍndiaSerpenteiam em minhas águas:Brindes...

ROSARY IN VACUUM by Shivangi Mishra

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I. What Colour is Peace and Home? Is it to consume the gothic or expend the sublime?Would coloured value survive in white that seethes number?For all known times, when...

ON THE BASIS OF SELFLOVE by Ann Huang

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The Rights of A Girl In summer solstice, lightning in midnightpulls you from cosmos—rain stormsthe waterscapesYou walk backward, making space aboutthe need to start becoming. To thosewhom you see...

GAME OF THREE by Lucia Coppola

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THE SNAKE Coiled up by the side of the trackswhile the train whizzes past, kicks up dead leavesthe overcast chill drizzles down fog and dreamsproject onto his reptilian stare...

OLD PAINT COLORS by Sheree LaPuma

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Old Paint Colors Before he died, we shared a common history.The slow unfurling of breath, a womb, twohands, a tapestry of goodbyes in sepia. Aplacenta, grey, buried under the...

THEME FOR THE ETERNAL NOW by John Sweet

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why i dreamt of the west coast a suicide maybe bitter taste ofabandoned hope says he hates her saysshe hates him and then...

THE FROGS OF SUN YAT SEN UNIVERSITY by Miodrag Kojadinovic

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Among the Lotophagoi I ate lotus, (Full) Moon cakes,and yet the memory loss was onlythe expected fatigue of carbohydrate cells.Southern China was not Ogygia, what with the palms,mangos and...