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All my bent metalPoetry

All my bent metal

L.J.June 30, 2023

A trailblazer over brown hairs a thin cut from old razor legs smooth out by lotion by rain by running in the rain by…

Near-omnipotentPoetry

Near-omnipotent

David BelcherJune 28, 2023

Lately, each experience feels uncommon. Living in one room with a pot-bellied stove, a wooden crate for a bookcase, a rug of woven rags,…

Give me that secret saucePoetry

Give me that secret sauce

Nolcha FoxJune 27, 2023

to a heart attack, that greasy, salty hunk of heaven. Oh, lowly worker, be my savior. Bring me a box, a bag, a promise…

.harbor.Art, Poetry

.harbor.

Sonja Benskin MesherJune 26, 2023

write of parlay we chatted over manners and harbored edges. these things … moved the line into a place of rural contemplation.

mystiquePoetry

mystique

Michael AckerJune 25, 2023

blasée, the feminine rolls her hidden eye— he marvels at the width and breadth of the mystery; he is her ripened fruit, fallen into…

A poet bequeaths a poemPoetry

A poet bequeaths a poem

Mike CasettaJune 24, 2023

I would give you my fortune if I had one. Until then these rocks in my head are yours. For example, this one.

HERMITPoetry

HERMIT

Jefferson CarterJune 23, 2023

I  haven’t left the house in weeks,   limping room to room, forgetting what I came for, wearing unwashed the goose-turd green flannel pajamas I inherited…

Lost and foundPoetry

Lost and found

Ken TomaroJune 22, 2023

today marks the 40th anniversary of her death I still haven't learned how to play the drums but the January birds are singing like…

My Sister CapePoetry

My Sister Cape

Sherry CassellsJune 21, 2023

My sister Cape was only two years older than me except for the summer months we were one thin year apart. And there it…

Show and TellPoetry

Show and Tell

Cameron McClureJune 20, 2023

i love my son i love each of my sons i have loved them for a long time i love each and all of…

undonePoetry

undone

Soodabeh SaeidniaJune 19, 2023

she is a blank canvas loitering on a Gothic style easel how many ghosts of painters needed to finish her shrouded pine trail?