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Poetry - Year V - Number 36 - May 2020

    MORNING WATCH by Gene Stevenson

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    A Cold HellA cold hell,fear between the neon,taxicab strangers,killers in trucks,the man around thecorner conceals aknife, like sin.A confrontation,in the hotel room,he & his desperation,thunderstorm-thoughts,battle fatigue,adrenalin the winner,no sleep this night.A light...

    LOST by Allen Vega

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    LOSTby Allen Vega  I’m lost, a child walking through the night, walking among the woods. The moon hiding behind the clouds, shows its face from time to time. I...

    RULE BEYOND by Daniel King

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    RULE BEYONDby Daniel King  Kalpa Adept I am alone, eternal and oneFollow my journey, the waterline’s forceGalaxies and the Rift,The Earthlight that burns,Twin-born I reign allInfinity’s...

    WINTER IN DELHI by Anvesh Jain

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    WINTER IN DELHIby Anvesh Jain  Tuesdays are to Anjaneyar I wish I didn’t have to thinkAbout my hands coiled in red string,Performing ablutions on a dirty mugAs...

    DAYLIGHT ROLLS by Diarmuid ó Maolalaí

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    DAYLIGHT ROLLSby Diarmuid ó Maolalaí  DAYLIGHT ROLLS daylight rollslike trains on train tracksonward, very steady,very hot and business-like.COLD AS A COAT FROM THE CLOSET

    LISTENING TO SILENCE by RC deWinter

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    reality 2.1 wrapped in shrouds of selfwe’re everywhereinescapable impenetrableglued to worlds we seebut cannot touchremaking realityto be what we want it to be pedalling furiouslyto keep...

    MOM’S HAPPIEST CHILD by Patricia Feeney

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    MOM’S HAPPIEST CHILDby Patricia Feeney    “But Patty, you’re my happiest child.”My mother spoke with a dreamy smile,eyes lit, tiny glints in the darkened bedroom,the sanctuary of my ten-year-old self.    She held me in...

    A NEW BEGINNING by Elizabeth Jiménez Montelongo

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    A New Beginning Of my heartA missing piece.It hurt, it hurt,Oh, how it burned!How it cut—How it tore!But oh that was nothing…When you arrivedI felt it in my body.I cried, I moaned,Shouted, screamed.Forgot who...

    MAN UP by Frank Modica

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    MAN UPby Frank ModicaMan UpGood Catholic boys in button down shirtsand blue jeans fought on the school playground,rising and falling in the masculinity standings.This brutal competition snared everyone,large and small, Polish, Italian,or...

    INTEGRATION by C.S. Fuqua

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    The Last Nail Wonder,regret,disconnected phones,internet searches,discoveries and obituaries—coffinsand coffinsand coffins—so many coffinsnailed shutby outdated addressesbeside names ina 25-year-old address book. Old I