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An AdmissionPoetry

An Admission

Jordan TretheweyJanuary 15, 2024

It’s ridiculous to think we don’t disappoint someone every moment of every day. If father admits never having son’s back, it’s his revelation to…

Of the MomentPoetry

Of the Moment

HughLemmaJanuary 14, 2024

We will always have pariahs and darlings, wars and rumors of wars, plenty of old hatchets to exhume and soft centers to exploit. I'd…

LINES MADE OF SHATTERED GLASSPoetry

LINES MADE OF SHATTERED GLASS

Daniel J. Flore IIIJanuary 11, 2024

do not resuscitate this harsh dismantling of the self I cannot live this way any longer fractured dreams drooling out of my mouth as…

Fitgirl RepackPoetry

Fitgirl Repack

Jenn ZedJanuary 9, 2024

the relentless drip drip drip tedium of my sobriety is matched only by the cliché predictability of a relapse so, i displace any program…

Cowboy CoffeePoetry

Cowboy Coffee

Julie A. DicksonJanuary 7, 2024

I dreamed she got a tattoo my mother [didn’t even approve of tattoos] on her back she lowered her robe for me to see…

Last CallPoetry

Last Call

Morgan DriscollJanuary 6, 2024

The day she fell my mother had 30 rolls of toilet paper neatly on her linen closet shelves. The list of things I might…

Drawn to the WildernessPoetry

Drawn to the Wilderness

Dale PattersonJanuary 5, 2024

The radio plays funeral music. Mother enters my dream, acknowledges love is a sail and sets me adrift. Perception is only one part of…

I stepped in vomit todayPoetry

I stepped in vomit today

Daniel J. Flore IIIJanuary 3, 2024

I stepped in vomit today it oozed between my toes I write this because it’s not everyday you step in your own filth wait,…

A dram for you, a dram for mePoetry

A dram for you, a dram for me

Michael AshleyJanuary 2, 2024

organs all thumping my bones a glistening forehead sweat gathering in small gangs raw fingers running around my temples cuticles gnawed away dried blood…