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Poetry - Year III - Number 19 - December 2018

    DREAM PARK by Dominique Williams

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    DREAM PARKby Dominique Williams   Dream ParkIn my tour of the vast and endless city of exquisite white marble and verdant green grass, I came upon a corner which led to a dead end. With my...

    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...

    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...

    THREE SEASONS by A.R. Francis

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    THREE SEASONSby A.R. Francis Three seasons Three seasons have passedSince I knew youSince I knew the way your scarfFell across your shoulderOr the way you sipped your teaFrom that chipped cupOn Spring Street And one day we'll...

    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...

    THE NEXT TIMES by Margarita Serafimova

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    THE NEXT TIMESby Margarita Serafimova The next times were surrounding me,and everything in their evening lightwas quivering with unconscious potential. I was yearning for you, for an answer from youwhen I raised my gaze to the...

    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...

    UNDERNEATH by Roger Singer

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    UNDERNEATHby Roger Singer UNDERNEATHFall back under early stars.The sea moves reflective waves,pulsing onto sand, building likeengines of thunderous clouds.Streams of people merge intotemporary spaces; strangers oncorners, a brief land of shouldersstaring straight ahead.  A steady...

    WIRED by Michael Milburn

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    WIREDby Michael Milburn WIRED He’s quick to find thingswrong about himself,or makes them upto feed his insecurity, sees flaws in peoplethey seem not to see,and wonders if a setlike that exists in him. He wants to know those...