AMICUS CURIAE IN IGNE by William Pruitt

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Amicus Curiae in Igne Amicus curiae: an individual or organization who is not a party to a legal case, but who is permitted to assist a court by offering information, expertise, or insight that has...

WHAT IT CAME TO by Peter Cashorali

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What It Came To I never thought it would come to thisWhen I drove across town to get more cocaineOr watched the bulldozer fill in the graveOr played in the waves with my bucket and...

EMPEROR’S CONCERTO by Richard Weaver

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Emperor’s Concerto, Ocean Springs MS, 1943 My blackened windows are part of the coastalwar defense, or so I’ve been told. Even so,this is no room for sleep. Beethoven’s violins race through the open door of night...

NAKED IN DREAMS by Michael Eaton

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Parting Is Sweet Sorrow she leftanddidn’t leavemuch of herself—a blond hairdropped without care,frayed golden threadon a worn and stained carpet,a cup of coffee,half-filled, unstirred,and a smell lingeringon the morning sheetslike a winter fog lying lightlyover...

SOFT, DEAD LEAF by Winslow MacDonald

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I. Soft, Dead Leaf The night that you killed yourselfI walked down to the clearing whereAs boysWe had built a settlement,As pioneers we cleared the trees,And when the land gasped outWe leaned logs against bouldersAnd...

WHERE ARE YOU GOING by Dennis Williams

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Where are you going? Where are you going?So late at nightIt’s way past bedtimeIt’s long past midnight Are you running from some turmoil?Did you see a terrible fight?What causes you to be out?Or to take this...

RAM by Debendra LalTranslated from the Odia by Pitambar Naik

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Whether or not Ram was thereI don’t know. Whether or notRam would come one day,that also I don't know. But then,the only thing I know is thatthere’s one Ram Lalthere’s one Ram Prasadthere’s one...

ELEANOR’S POEMS by Nardine Sanderson

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Poem one: (Decorum)How bittersweet is sleep, The pillage of the end, where death evades the breath of life, and silence is a friend, for what becomes of us and love, does it last eternity...