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Citizens
William Stobb
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The morning my elected representative trades / nuke threats with North Korea, I / drink less coffee—in a nuclear winter scenario / coffee might…
I Must Be the Cactus
Becca Yenser
(1)
160 views
I must be the cactus who loses whole lobes, / stretches green again from just one drop of water. // I think of words / to describe pain. // None…
i have detached myself at last
Becca Yenser
(1)
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i have detached myself at last / no one brings me sandwiches anymore / in the morning // opening doors, watching the birds / at the feeder, …
Taste Me
Shannon Barber
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110 views
Don’t think of me / If / My name be bitter. / Don’t speak of me / If / The words are sand / Don’t see me / If / My face be haunting / Think of me…
Aww/Awe
W. Vandoren Wheeler
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60 views
/ (for Martha Henning) // / At the copy machine, / we swap a couple / / phantom limb stories / impressed upon us / / by veterans’…
3.29
Sarah Louise Garrido
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68 views
White blossoms, I catch my breath. / Shapes I’ve seen before a hundred times before I wake / I try to make you come. I let it out. // Trees glutted…
The Color of the Lake
Mary Zartman
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66 views
My mother leaves a long message / on the phone machine, filling up the tape / with the colors of Lake Michigan. / Through vast picture windows /…
3.15
Sarah Louise Garrido
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53 views
The sun can’t make up its mind, punching through / morning mist, setting fields abuzz. / Then wrapping into itself, clouds winding / into great…