IN THE WIND by John Drudge

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In the Wind Over the ridgeWhere we came of ageWhere we saw the endOf forgivenessAnd the slanted windScratching tracksAcross backsOf forlorn beastsWhere we graspedAt strawsAcross nighttime starsAnd wept for the sorrowOf every tomorrowIn the wind A...

Torquay Summer 2023 by Julia Vaughan

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Torquay Summer 2023 Summer Twenty-Twenty Three is bigSo many peopleParked cars wiltingScorching hot, glinting windscreensTowels, chairs and boogie boardsDogs and Eskies Not many hatsUV Index is Extreme Bikinis are tinyG-Strings minisculeAbundance of fleshBottoms bouncingSupremely confident Acceptable on the...

TOURNIQUET HEART by John Sweet

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tourniquet heart early morning coldspring sunlight yr sisterdragged through town by yrmother’s boyfriend and one of themlaughing and one of themwounded shadows of silent buildings anddying trees and you were15 when you escaped i was 22 when...

EVELYN by Carrie Magness Radna

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Evelyn (no. 141 of Women’s names sensual series) Mind’s racing every day, but today—it’s stillsince I hung up the phone, the doctor shared with me the news:My sister is now dead— Now I am all alone...

BEAMING by William Combes

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Ode to the Beast Without doubtIt is my body,That sees, feels, and shouts. Without doubt,It is my body,That perceives an accomplished clout. It’s done so much,Become so much,Since in the soup it first crawled out. It did so...

PRECARIOUS by Sandip Saha

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PrecariousA tiny islandsurroundedby watereverywherea diver findslong columnof land downtouching seabedit is not a mountainno hard rockhow it exitsin turmoilof wavesin oceanstormcan’tfellit! Dream disorders I feel always awake in sleepmy limbs take rest, eyes closedbut mind is...

A LULLABY FOR HOME by Dibyasree Nandy

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A Lullaby For Home The floating white fire in the night sky dimsAn outline looms, is golden-hewnAcross the crag, beyond the cloudsOur home seen in the horizon. It’s no mere delf, a realm at the hilly...

POSSIBLE POWER METAPHORS by Terry Trowbrige

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Possible Power Metaphors Looking through her own reflectionat a yellow patterned python,a teenage girl asks why the snakehas not eaten a mouse companionwho, sitting on the snake’s head,grooms her tiny arms. Looking back, maybe seeing doublepossibly...

WOODEN STAIRS by Donna M. Davis

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Devilsafter Ambrose Bierce (The Devil’s Dictionary) Devils want to thrustthe business end of a pininto humanity’s metaphorical eye.They often regret their danceas angels on its tiny silver headand the question of how many.But I know...

THE FOOL’S MASK by Mark Vogel

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Farther up the road you gonna reap what you sowMetaphor, metaphor, metaphor—impossible to kill.Take it as given round this big river that nearlyevery neighbor has sliced off a rattler head,watched the headless rope’s shivering...