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Those who look straight forwardPoetry

Those who look straight forward

Michael AshleyMay 20, 2019

jaded by the complexity of it all sometimes it's best to focus on a single thing: the tops of your shoes we just keep…

UntitledPoetry

Untitled

Amanda VillafrancoMay 19, 2019

After the Violin Gypsies from Spain cause their own heartbreak Anthony Bourdain said I don’t know what that means maybe we all cause our own…

Heart AttackPoetry

Heart Attack

Randi CramerMay 18, 2019

She tells me I am panicking, to try to take steady, slow breaths. I wasn't panicking when this started, I was asleep. Asleep sitting…

Abstract Art Is Better in the AbstractArt, Concrete Poetry, Poetry

Abstract Art Is Better in the Abstract

David E. MatthewsMay 17, 2019

After a long period of introspection, I have come to believe two things: 1) that human intelligence is vastly over-estimated and 2) that human…

VisionariesPoetry

Visionaries

Michael AckerMay 15, 2019

One night, as they stood outside their cave, the stink of smoked leaves and urine still choking their breath, they had visions of mushroom…

ApocalypsisPoetry

Apocalypsis

Maria MazzengaMay 13, 2019

On the last day a homeless man offered a woman with a briefcase a lecture on living                                 & she listened & the man with…

Tax ReturnsPoetry

Tax Returns

Tom RiordanMay 12, 2019

The IRS said: By law we are prohibited from releasing hatchling barracudas hiphop trains into the tunnel Screw’s censored 2013 wall calendar footage from…

Let’s have sex on my birthdayPoetry

Let’s have sex on my birthday

Cheryl LeveretteMay 10, 2019

Sometimes a discussion helps. Sometimes it doesn't. It won't hurt to give it a try. I could lose those 10 stubborn pounds. You could…

The HawkPoetry

The Hawk

Ann KammererMay 8, 2019

Standing on a stump, he talked of Peru and the mountains that pierce violet clouds. I am the hawk. Watch me soar. He spread…

Lunch DatePoetry

Lunch Date

Sara ClancyMay 7, 2019

The first thing I noticed about the golden eagle​ perched in our dead acacia tree was its shadow falling over mine like a pall.…

A Cowboy in Therapy
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A Cowboy in Therapy

Mike CasettaMay 6, 2019

I worked hard to callous my hands so I could touch her. I worked hard to strengthen my arms so I could hold her.…

Neither Nature nor NurturePoetry

Neither Nature nor Nurture

Tom RiordanMay 4, 2019

A wallow started by the hippos is the haunt of warthogs now. The sounder’s trine of little pigs raise holy heaven, godly grunts as…