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From the Retirement Home, Emailing Love Letters to My Dead WifePoetry

From the Retirement Home, Emailing Love Letters to My Dead Wife

Bob BradshawApril 6, 2025

I wish I could rub a genie’s lamp the way I tenderly rubbed your feet after a long day of work— then I would…

New Orleans Airport ChapelPoetry

New Orleans Airport Chapel

Tom RiordanMarch 30, 2025

Tiny, claustrophobic room, stained Hopi carpet, folded-up prayer rugs, assorted scriptures, brass band in the distance. Sign: NO Alcohol NO Incense Sticks NO Cell…

How Do You Know When You’re DeadPoetry

How Do You Know When You’re Dead

John GurneyMarch 14, 2025

how do you know when you’re dead I would expect someone pokes you maybe with a stick say excuse me sir but your rotting…

Gray is the Only Color Containing All Colors (and it’s also very much a Philosophy)Poetry

Gray is the Only Color Containing All Colors (and it’s also very much a Philosophy)

Robert (Stastny)January 10, 2025

Dear Vacuum.This channel is glad you exist. Together we wait.The new sailor just got back.Fuck I loathe a society that accepts advertisement.And there’s something…

IT’S CHRISTMAS AND I’M THE ONLY ONE WHO HAS THE BALLS TO HANG FROM THE TREEPoetry, Poetry

IT’S CHRISTMAS AND I’M THE ONLY ONE WHO HAS THE BALLS TO HANG FROM THE TREE

Daniel J. Flore IIIDecember 25, 2024

at first I was pissed when the cat knocked over the Christmas tree then I was delighted our cat basically said fuck the stress…

Candy Box KazoosPoetry

Candy Box Kazoos

Barry BurgessDecember 23, 2024

It wasn't always this way it used to be when bad guys always lost and paid for their sins there were cowboy heroes and…

Clock Radio #2: The Bukowski IssuePoetry

Clock Radio #2: The Bukowski Issue

Jay DoughertyDecember 22, 2024

From 1984–1987, I published the little magazine Clock Radio. Like many small ("little") literary magazines of the day, this one was produced on a shoestring,…

along the stream that fell from clouds & other poemsPoetry, Showcase

along the stream that fell from clouds & other poems

Milner PlaceDecember 21, 2024

along the stream that fell from clouds he came upon a pile of bones recognized the glaze and angles as his own kicked them…

The Final Love PoemPoetry

The Final Love Poem

Cheryl LeveretteDecember 20, 2024

No chance for love poems now. Maybe we'll find another way to say it. I'll be so glad when it's over, when he finally…

NowPoetry

Now

james stephenDecember 16, 2024

no leaves left on the trees I get to look deep into the woods now