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GoosebumpsPoetry

Goosebumps

Feyisayo AnjorinSeptember 19, 2023

We had goose bumps on our chocolate skin because we weren't well dressed for the weather We didn't think about clothes when we fled…

I WON’T BE RETURNING ANY CALLSPoetry

I WON’T BE RETURNING ANY CALLS

Daniel J. Flore IIISeptember 18, 2023

I sit on the balcony like a droopy shirt and hope that I get assassinated the green SUVS and white mini vans pass by…

She looked around my placePoetry

She looked around my place

Sara ClancySeptember 17, 2023

and said "Maximalist" as if it explained everything. I gave her muffins with cranberries, pine nuts, rooibos tea and dark chocolate. I warned her…

ReflectionsPoetry

Reflections

Mike CasettaSeptember 16, 2023

I’m not crazy anymore trying to see myself like you see me. My reflection bouncing off the mirror is no longer the me who…

when he begins to speakPoetry

when he begins to speak

Jan HarperSeptember 15, 2023

...the long wave swells and rolls towards my shore sound is sucked from air till only the subterranean roar of a distant heart is…

Graves in the SkyPoetry

Graves in the Sky

Michael AckerSeptember 14, 2023

I know where all the graves lie; those of my father, mother, close friends, acquaintances, some uncles, some aunts. My parents' I visit often,…

relativity theoryPoetry

relativity theory

Jan HarperSeptember 13, 2023

if you were only as thin as one atom one wide one tall one deep you can bet your atomic arse electrons would still…

the floor boards ask questionsPoetry

the floor boards ask questions

Dale PattersonSeptember 12, 2023

the house grows smaller with each step I take walls pinching in a carnival room your chair in its corner worn like a molar…

Saved By The SpellPoetry

Saved By The Spell

Tom StrongSeptember 11, 2023

A flock of Dunlins startle rushing to rise on a Merlin rumor. Murmuring among themselves when to shrink or swell to foil an intrusion.…

Your TurnPoetry

Your Turn

Sherry CassellsSeptember 10, 2023

I let the date whisper through me like slow bullets each year I refuse to count will not say it’s been howevermany years now…

metaphorically speakingPoetry

metaphorically speaking

Jan HarperSeptember 8, 2023

"Everything's a metaphor," he said, deadheading the rosebush, thick gloves protecting him from its spite. "Is it?" I asked, "Even us? Are we just…