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Tic-TocPoetry

Tic-Toc

Sherry CassellsJuly 7, 2023

I have heard people say they think in shapes and some in colours and one time a guy told me he thinks in hurricanes…

Banishing RainPoetry

Banishing Rain

StarrJuly 6, 2023

In memory of N. "Rain" Dailey, Salem, Massachusetts, 1998 I light a photograph on fire, toss it to the outgoing winter tide; flames char…

haiku’ishPoetry

haiku’ish

Michael AckerJuly 5, 2023

pebbles in this stream once wild & sharp-tongued, now a shining example of obedience, conformity

AN OCEAN OF GOODBYEPoetry

AN OCEAN OF GOODBYE

Daniel J. Flore IIIJuly 4, 2023

there are dark waves all I have to do is jump in them and I’ll disappear forever I won’t drown I won’t get washed…

there is a falling in every directionPoetry

there is a falling in every direction

Mike CasettaJuly 3, 2023

letting go of your hand I fell into the night sky high above the streetlight where you stood I did not beg you but…

FebruaryPoetry

February

HughLemmaJuly 1, 2023

This is the time that cannot decide, a penumbra of seasons where everything hovers between either and or, string lights and marigolds, and no…

All my bent metalPoetry

All my bent metal

Laura JeanJune 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.