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needing a glass of water and following the curve of your collar bone southPoetry

needing a glass of water and following the curve of your collar bone south

Daniel J. Flore IIIJanuary 20, 2021

I need dense text heavy panting flowers thrown in the creek I wanna go back to Cochranville for a week when it’s summer and…

Galapagos tortoisesPoetry

Galapagos tortoises

LA BrownJanuary 18, 2021

I went to Regents Park Zoo Sat on the bench at our old spot Watched the Galapagos tortoises Dolly, Polly and Dirty Dirk According…

Mobs want to do my thinking for mePoetry

Mobs want to do my thinking for me

David BelcherJanuary 14, 2021

I fear losing my strangeness, my hands and feet dissolving, my distinctive features bleeding into a bleary rabble. The patient man perched on his…

How to Prepare for a Coup in a PandemicPoetry

How to Prepare for a Coup in a Pandemic

Andy PosnerJanuary 13, 2021

My stockpile is such that when I open a drawer I brace for an avalanche of toilet paper. In the kitchen are enough cans…

The Fallow RotationPoetry

The Fallow Rotation

Cameron McClureJanuary 12, 2021

it is a thankless task sweeping together the parts of a person dismantled by the wind gauging by feel and heft if everything is…

there was thisPoetry

there was this

Lawrence GeorgeJanuary 10, 2021

non profit phone bank job in hollywood that I found, on craigslist in December when I was living in Van Nuys down on my…

on the road to solitudePoetry

on the road to solitude

Cameron McClureJanuary 7, 2021

i heard a scuttle in the bushes and listened sensed an angel suffering from a fall the sounds my body makes when standing still…

UnopenedPoetry

Unopened

Renee ElizabethJanuary 6, 2021

There is a tumble of ribbons and words forming bows and twirls, wrapping my thoughts into pretty little packages. I line them up one…

QuietusPoetry

Quietus

Tom StrongJanuary 4, 2021

He’s old now, very old living in a recliner reading his favorite book about death feeling like an eaglet in a treetop nest curious…