The Bluejay’s Dividend

Poetry Marc Woodward -
This is where the old road died, on its knees and far from home, under Massachusetts pines, beneath a grief of teardrop cones. It’s as if the road...
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number Z

Poetry Tiko Lewis -
. i imagined sails high fleshing through flowers petals slicing the sky like plucked fish scales hair bows and bobby pins are all that remain i don't know why you've been hiding it's a...
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Decline

Poetry Sara Clancy -
You'd think I would walk all night and never sleep, but I do. My dreams are missed connections, a race to catch up to the swing of your...
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Bereaved

Fiction Kaci Skiles Laws -
My son Silas’s grief came as sleepwalking. It also came as nosebleeds. Fine one minute and the next screaming under a faucet of blood....
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There is a Bewilderment

Poetry John Gurney -
that arrives somewhere between breakfast and death sacred crocus exploding through the last snow of March that one fabulous kiss on a train from Canada she tasted like red wine romance hair scented with rosemary I cast my eyes seaward again a longing I...
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We Were Nine

Poetry Matt Dennison -
when my friend stayed on the high board until dark (after which, for him, this story never ends) afraid to dive, unable to jump. I climbed...
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La Mort

Art Jenn Zed -
La Mort Ink, ink brush, dip ink pen, watercolour, graphic ink pen, pencil on 500 Series Imperial Hot Press Watercolor 100% cotton paper .. 77cm...
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Last Word Dressed in a Gray Suit

Fiction Akeith Walters -
We, the children, left our long shadows of childhood behind like rain-faded chalk on the sidewalk. The cement became root-buckled and uneven as we...
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Side profile skull

Art Tiko Lewis -
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LITTLE BLUE FLOWERS – ODE TO AUNT BECKY

Poetry Daniel J. Flore III -
little blue flowers that remind me to be myself Aunt Becky in the grass in the dirt the years of not seeing her death before death I remember her voice...
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Sparks

Poetry Elina Ghanbari -
Abstract Expressionism | 21 × 29 Cm | On Paper | 2024 Material: Acrylic, Gouache
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YESTERNOW

Poetry Jefferson Carter -
Hands at ten & two, late Miles on Bluetooth, I’m driving north, stopping again & again to bury roadkill, a coyote, jackrabbits three diamondbacks, even a young red-tailed hawk. I’m driving north,...
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seashore during daytime

Remembering Sand

Poetry Trish Saunders -
I saw Gloria Swanson drinking alone in the bar of the Royal Hawaiian, 1927. I saw white-gloved men bowing low outside black limousine doors. I was there when...
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white Android smartphone near green plant

Love Springs from Descendants of the Personal Ad

Non-fiction Kay Elewski -
When my thirty-year-old nephew told me he had, after a heart rending break up, begun to see some of the women he was meeting...
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The Patron Saint of Abandoned Watering Troughs and Salt Licks

Poetry Trish Saunders -
I would like to discuss with you my identification with the cow leaning over a fence in this milk carton photo that Darigiold doubtless wants...
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Prayer

Art Maggie Cappelletti -
Prayer Courage dear heart. Please have courage even when it hurts. Please keep choosing to be soft to be strong to be still surrender. Trust in the beauty that exists within each...
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sitting in the backyard eating a green apple

Poetry Lawrence George -
and God's teeth aren't so sharp today there's a fledgling mockingbird jumping round, fumbling innocent on the concrete porch a big, fat speaking spider is trundling up the spokes of Melissa's old...
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Woman on a Treadmill

Poetry Rich Glinnen -
There’s a girl—and I say girl—not a woman, but a girl— who is at the gym. And she is a girl because she’s around my age....
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Look Up

Poetry Tom Strong -
Look up, now and then look up, long like the miner emerging from a shift underground. The moon, the stars, the dark the sky, the clouds, the sun jet trails cross stitching a...
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Guru Guru

Poetry Nathalie Spaans -
Maybe Thich Nhat Hanh because his eyes are kind and I think he’s been through shit or Krishnamurti— he’s funny, and a gentle man even when he’s annoyed, and he thinks before he speaks...
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found

Poetry Mike Casetta -
hidden treasure wants to be found eureka here i am wanting to be found eureka now the work begins digging myself out from under this dream.
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Birds of Florida

Poetry Bob Bradshaw -
   As kids we saw    hundreds of brown pelicans    on pilings    asleep like students    at a lecture.    Wading through Crystal Springs,    we found fossils:    shark’s teeth,    the stapes of prehistoric horses,    leg bones...
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biscuits before noon

Poetry Rob Breeding -
a minor goal can be accomplished in the throes of molasses depression. the flour & the lard can throw themselves into a mixing bowl. buttermilk can blend itself into the soft pillow on...
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Screenprint and Ink 2024…series

Art Jenn Zed -
Screenprint and Ink - 1 - Self Portrait - 1 Acetone photographic transfer screenprint, black ink, brush, graphic ink pen, white ink, System 3 Screenprinting...
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Penumbra

Poetry Hugh Lemma -
I don't know if syllables of rain are stressed or unstressed, if the winds communicate in regional dialects, if there are prophecies in the sign language of oaks. But I'd...
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some new prints… (a series of 7)

Art Ron Sardino -
_______________________________________________________________________ ________________________________________________________________________ ________________________________________________________________________ ________________________________________________________________________ ________________________________________________________________________ ________________________________________________________________________ ******* Artist's Note: I've been working on using luminosity for depth as opposed to shading (i.e., darker-lighter). Now I'm finding that a mix between the two...
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Day 98449509735209

Non-fiction Robert Stastny -
Journal, today was a long day. I woke up before four in the morning, which, even by spiritual-practice standards, is not normal. My neck...
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man in gray sweater leaning on van window

BULLSHIT INSURANCE

Fiction Daniel J. Flore III -
https://youtu.be/xNhhgtZv5sk?si=FuDIeQbOzZSygXdw I went nuts in 2017. Had some kinda bullshit insurance with bold lettering on the card that read Includes Dental! It had a picture of...
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Women's Black and Red Lace Bra

Apprehension

Poetry Ray Miller -
She catches him up and tells him how much they all miss that laconic delivery, enthusing about the open mic at the Abbey Café of a Thursday. He...
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Beginning with “needless”

Poetry james stephen -
Yeah, "needless" is better. He will be a man. His name will be Needless Farmer. Needless Farmer survived rot    he sanctified every desire    he exclaimed price, migration, and...
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Cereal for Dinner

Poetry Jordan Trethewey -
Kellogg’s CEO proudly proclaims his product is trending up as daylong sustenance for core demographic—The Poors. Magnanimous from Boca Raton mansion, he explains the win-win. Shareholders can maintain luxury yachts, and...
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Trains are Shorter, Now

Poetry Skyler Kimock -
In a graveyard, facing a river a break in the trees separates ryegrass from rail yard where you can wait beside wild-grown strawberries for the train to...
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The Bears in my Life

Poetry John Gurney -
always arrived without warning dark lunking things that prowl the edges of my world my father always told me about his bear a chubby brown beast that rambled through trash cans berry patches it...
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Guangdon

Poetry Andy Posner -
In Guangdon Province a young father rises early for work at Doubleeagle Industry Limited, where he operates the plastic-injection molding machine. It is rote, if loud and...
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On A Wednesday Morning

Poetry Hugh Lemma -
These old streets drive through me; pieces of sky look like raindrops, so no one panics when they land. I think of sackcloth and ashes, remember all the...
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The Moon On The Moor

Poetry Marc Woodward -
Dead man came softly to knock on her door. He said Don't forget how you knew me before. Dead man sat down to rest in the hall, He...
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Mid-January

Poetry Skyler Kimock -
The winter folds, sagging like old skin. It dissolves beneath the rain tooth-gray sky pulled past tearing, hole-pocked, spilling ashy light into the veins of back alleys. Drenched monochrome, my...
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Reasons to Send Advice-Givers On Their Way

Poetry Trish Saunders -
What pointless advice came your way today, Bret and Li?   I hope you did not fail to grasp that: “What doesn’t kill you makes you stronger....
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THE SPIRIT ANIMAL SOCIETY

Poetry Jefferson Carter -
Every five years, the Spirit Animal Society mandates its members rigorously interrogate their own personal growth, selecting a new spirit animal if appropriate. My new one is the Koala, not because...
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Light the Candle

Poetry Bob Bradshaw -
      At 15 I would stare     at the spaces between stars     --much as I did when I was younger,     gazing at a Magic 8...
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When we finally met

Poetry Elizabeth Dunn -
This isn’t going to work you know You’re short and that dog But I go to your house Don’t sit so close You’re pale and this furniture But I...
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a black and white photo of a woman with long hair

The Voodoo of Doll Shoes

Poetry John Gurney -
when she came home crying I knew you were deadafterwards at the market I would pick up pot roasts chickens a bag of onionstry to judge what 4 pounds 9...
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man sitting on table typing on typewriter

WHY YOU SHOULDN’T BE A POET

Poetry Daniel J. Flore III -
*you wanna eat *you like sunsets a lot *your mom said she’d buy your book * you like to read * you know you can write a good  poem...
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Cheeseburgers and Tattoos

Poetry Matt Dennison -
Stick your hands in the memory lake, feel around until you touch something gliding past, feel for it again, wait until you have some kind of a...
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Holding the Center

Poetry D. E. Kern -
The day I learned of my student’s suicide, I walked five miles, the first three to remember him, the last two to feel his pain coursing...
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Endless Rain and Wine

Poetry Trish Saunders -
The rain came down all day, great bathtubs full for hours, and that whole bleak day, I did not get dressed until the sky turned...
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We Drove to LA from Phoenix in 1965 to Buy French Fries

Fiction Mike Casetta -
Both of us had taken our parent’s cars for joyrides a handful of times before we were old enough to drive. We helped each...
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It’s Okay to Sleep

Poetry Jay Gandhi -
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January thinking

Poetry Jan Harper -
Custom's a deep pond flat reflective surface but deep in dark, wet infinity purpose sits a silty bed. To wash a loved one's limbs bereft of life's glow as January's cold ashes settle...
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In Three Parts

Poetry Michael Acker -
The Opening Up here, just above the peak, time percolates, bursting forth the seconds and minutes fresh as beads of dew on velvet moss. The Middle Notwithstanding all clichés of...
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A Big Pit

Poetry Paul Brookes -
1. A Good Hiding Long curved drive from main gate like a rich house. Six Security guards sit in an old building, play cards, warm up, ogle...
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Thank you

Poetry Hugh Lemma -
..for the holding of doors, for the genial face on the other side of a window, for the waitress with a smoker's voice who calls everyone doll and sweetie. Thank you for iambic verses and...
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I’m Going to Let Myself Go

Poetry Sara Clancy -
Three avocados rooting in the window and a Meyer lemon cake on the sideboard are yesterday's lessons of contrition. I tell whoever will listen, I'm done with these...
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a woman raising her arms in the air in front of tents

Writing Group

Poetry Ann Kammerer -
I wonder sometimes what became of my writing friends from college life, like the guy who retyped Nick Adam stories and kept a folded picture of Hemingway in his wallet, saying it inspired...
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Boy’s Fort #6

Art Barry Burgess -
_____________________________________________________________________________________________________ Triptych original size: 40"X32". Media: newsprint from 1925 Chicago Tribune of WWI photos, oil on panel, photos, pastel, ink. Photo of boy is of...
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Saṃsāra

Poetry Matt Dennison -
I turned twenty in the attic of a Buddhist temple Enraged by my inability to move the hands Of a cold watch face by faith alone. * While meditating I hope I do not have a visulation that demands I get...
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brown and black food on blue ceramic plate

Sweet Treat

Poetry Ann Kammerer -
I locked the back door then opened a window, the air thick with dry cleaning solvent and steam. Rod had just left, the pebbles spitting beneath his tires as he spun away in...
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In Love with a Woman in Her Later Years (for Harmina)

Poetry Ieuan ap hywel -
She is slowing now, I observe from my corner. She glides through the morning room tending her plants with the long-spouted watering can. A whisper, 'Een beetje droog, hmmm -...
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Stung by news of poaching

Poetry David Belcher -
Pricked by the image of winking killers with guns held aloft, I open to a fiercer version of myself: I am storm winds, I am plague, war, and famine,...
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an offering of peanuts

Poetry Rob Breeding -
   
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New Years Day

Poetry John Gurney -
of what first day of what first hour a frigid dawn with northern winds ice blue sky how one day slips into the next I have no knowledge time escaped me long ago I...
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Where Is Peace On Earth? (After Linda Pastan)

Poetry Hugh Lemma -
Where is peace on earth? you ask and I say it is present the way silence is present beneath the din of everything; it arrives without fanfare like snow that...
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an airplane window with a view of the sky and clouds

Mediums

Poetry D. E. Kern -
There’s a pencil scratch across the sky, a jagged mark from a passing plane, and a placid river where I like to think of the flecks that...
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Broken Sky and Urban Edge

Photography Tim Tucker -
Broken Sky This is the old torpedo testing station just outside Arrochar on Loch Long, Scotland. Subject to rapid dereliction after the fire and too...
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An Idyllic Sickness

Poetry Jordan Trethewey -
“ a groundless sadness called forth in a person’s heart by a pastoral landscape.”     - Haruki Murakami, Colorless Tsukuru Tazaki and His Years of Pilgrimage December holidays...
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THE MOST RECENT CONVERSATION

Poetry Obed Ladiny -
The most recent conversation with ma took place over the telephone. Her voice seemed a bit formal and reserved; mine was a black hole desiring color and...
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Looking through you

Poetry Ken Tomaro -
in the midst of the steel and mortar of downtown Cleveland​ is a small park-like section, an old cemetery actually​ sitting right in the middle of...
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Enlightenment

Poetry Andy Posner -
I was seventeen when I read Alan Watts’ The Way of Zen a couple pages at a time, putting down the book to observe sunset drape itself...
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Dylan Thomas’ Boathouse and Writing Hut at Laugharne, Wales

Photography Ieuan ap hywel -
Exterior of Boathouse Photographer's note: I visited years ago. His writing hut is just above on a cliff overhanging the boathouse. There is a narrow track...
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Leak at the Gym

Poetry Rich Glinnen -
While stretching my neck, I notice water dripping from the ceiling And a puddle on the floor Beside the rowing machine. It trembles with each added droplet As if...
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Lullaby

Art Barry Burgess -
  Mixed media: oil, oil stick, paper, collage. On masonite panel. 15.4" X 26.6".  
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Pigeon

Poetry Skyler Kimock -
What theatre-mask to wear for the pigeon Dying, guttered in tarnished aluminum, a crumpled pile of fly-ash and clean smoke half-hidden by wrought-iron guardrails; What frenzied mummery performed to steady...
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BLACK .. series

Art Jenn Zed -
Artist's Note: I decided to show some of the progression in the work and ideas I create, starting with some ink and paint sketch...
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Abstracts of Canadian Museum of History – A Series

Photography JMR -
Photographer's Note: I visited the Ottawa Museum of Civilization in Canada (now Museum of History) a couple of times. I was able to capture...
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A long time

Poetry Oliver Stansfield -
our words have never meant less scraped together,                 they barely mark this page in the shadow of her death. we watched your penultimate breath and thought you were gone weakly, you filled your lungs for...
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Because time is an artist

Poetry Sara Clancy -
I folded you into a blue paper crane and flew your herald from my turret of stars. I gathered you in tangled yarn, wove an indictment that snared us...
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The Man I Fell in Love With

Poetry Soodabeh Saeidnia -
used to carry a tote, filled with dead butterflies in each hand his fingers, pinned against the handles and his arms, numb branches of cedar, glued to his...
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Adept

Poetry Matt Dennison -
Someone taps lightly on my door every week or so, waits while I wait then finally goes away. Is it the old neighbor the crazy neighbor the kind neighbor a stranger?! I've become adept...
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Why I Am Moving to Ireland

Poetry D. E. Kern -
Because I, like Dedalus, cannot pray to my mother’s liking and North Sea fog is this poet’s filter. Since my mind seems predisposed to the efficient...
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“Oh no, please don’t”

Art Hang Mai -
Oil on canvas. 30X40 cm. 
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Watercolour Lake

Fiction Sherry Cassells -
I flung out of the loose cottage and stood on the ragged path the door beating shut behind me. There was a birch forest...
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Zacchaeus

Poetry Dale Patterson -
I fell asleep in church with sweet butterscotch under my tongue, head resting on Jesus. The preacher, a hyperopic guy wearing spectacles to read, speaks toward the future. My wife never fails to remind...
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Entrance, St Kilda’s Episcopal Church, Lochbuie, Mull (Scotland)

Photography Tim Tucker -
Author's note: Lochbuie on the Isle of Mull is off the main road and a good way down a narrow single track of the...
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1 U.S.A dollar banknotes

Why America’s Democracy Is Going Bankrupt

Poetry Mike Casetta -
My opponent will win unless you send money. My opponent has more money. Please send money. We can’t win without your money. Please send money. It costs money to save...
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The Daughter

Poetry Peter Cashorali -
The cemetery was the place​ to read on weekend mornings by the reedy little lake, and afterwards clean off some graves in back corners, you know those— stones knocked...
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My Chaste Eye

Poetry Paul Brookes -
Call me Worm Eye; Paschal Eye, Lenten eye, Crow eye, Crust eye, Sugar eye, Sap eye. All these names I am, full in a daylight...
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The Tree Ring Record

Poetry Tom Strong -
The old oak tree was felled because, she said, it didn’t fit the yard anymore. It blocked the view from the window and from the street. Too much shade killed...
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Bugged

Photography John Austin -
Honey bee on a manuka flower, and unidentified wasp, possibly Family Chalcididae. Photograph taken in New Zealand with a Nikon D500 camera and a...
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Zealots

Poetry Mike Casetta -
I discovered a dark cloud in my closet. I tried it on. It was soft & moist on my skin. I wore it to church. It’s a...
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And holy holy, the life it held

Poetry Nathalie Spaans -
Parents, hear, whatever may come, you, you made life. If that is not your reason to drop down on your kitchen floor; to rubble turned or marble made,...
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Procession

Art Jenn Zed -
Procession Pencil, ink, ink brush and dip pen, graphic ink pen, watercolour on Strathmore Bristol 500 Series semi-smooth 100% cotton paper - 52cm x 30cm ________________________________________________________________________
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Harris and Lewis, Outer Hebrides – Series

Photography Tim Tucker -
Harbour and Creels, Abandoned, South Harris ________________________________________________________________________ Callanish Standing Stones 1, Lewis ________________________________________________________________________ Callanish Standing Stones 2, Lewis ________________________________________________________________________ Fisherman's Bothy 1, Lewis ________________________________________________________________________ Fisherman's Bothy 2, Lewis ________________________________________________________________________
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.view.

Art Sonja Benskin Mesher -
there is a nice long beach and lovely views out to sea the sea that is rising  
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The Dead Out Here

Poetry james stephen -
a neon green frog grows on my keyboard imagine if he asks me do I need a lift to the fair? shall I go exposed or displayed? or put a...
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That Which I Should Have Done

Art Barry Burgess -
16" X 30". Collage of oil paint, stencil, grease pencil, old newsprint, and photo copies of old photos applied to a masonite panel over...
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Little Infinities

Poetry Hugh Lemma -
Smaller infinities hide in larger ones; they lurk between whole numbers, taunt us with infinite half distances and prospects of non-arrival. Words have only so many positions, but poets,...
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Charlie Goes to New Castle

Poetry Robert Stastny -
Got a little blue when the band started playing easy tunes remember Ciarán when we were young, wasting away energies happy days come, gone tonight there's a meeting in the conference room and the ferry trawls...
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Baba Yaga, a Twisted Ghazal

Poetry Susan Peters -
I am Baba Yaga, a hag, a toothless blend of wrong and right. I fear only the knights known as Morning Evening and Night. I live...
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Two Poets

Poetry Miya Ko -
I'm torn between two poets: one yearns for the scent of bread and the other longs for soup; the bomb crater is a fireless hearth and the clay bowl is broken...
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The Love Death Cannot Touch

Poetry Tom Strong -
I never knew what to say until the next spring when my child couldn’t wait to tell me the spot we buried his favorite fish was full of flowers.
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Tribute from a Wooden Hut

Poetry Ieuan ap hywel -
I was here on the cliff at glan-y-mor, his reverie. Below, the boathouse, washed a pastel shade of lemon doused by sea mists of the Afan...
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Strand #1: Abstractions

Poetry Hugh Lemma -
Silence My heartbeat outpaces the wall clock, the coffee maker exhales, old rain drips in the downspout, the dog wags her tail in her sleep, my right ear rings...
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Pay rate sucks, but

Poetry Obed Ladiny -
out the cafeteria window of this skyscraper on the edge of lower Manhattan, I can see the waters below, waves and foams serpentine behind ships and boats. The...
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New Hampshire Winter – Series

Photography RC James -
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.hiding here.

Art Sonja Benskin Mesher -
sometimes you know i have no clue as to what is occurring here or over there find it challenging and disappear
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Afterlife

Poetry Sara Clancy -
1. Afterwards, we asked the mystery and were told nothing but starlight. It spoke to the hinge of small bones where memory reverses, the place we must find you...
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Coastal Epiphanies

Photography Morgan Driscoll -
Clouds so low they move         against themselves in parallax,                         putty gray on an icy blue. The boat moves too                     on top of inky waves     bouncing in the sprays                             that should...
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The Tannhäuser Gate .. series

Art Jenn Zed -
The Tannhäuser Gate - 1 Pencil, black and coloured ink, watercolour, graphic ink pen on cartridge drawing paper - 48cm x 27cm   ________________________________________________________________________ The Tannhäuser Gate -...
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Parque Botero (Sculptures) in Medellin, Colombia

Photography RC James -
          Editor’s Note: Photographs of bronze sculptures by world-renowned Colombian artist, Fernando Botero (1923-2023), in a park where twenty-three of his sculptures are displayed in...
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group of women facing backward

Sisters

Fiction Sherry Cassells -
Summer itself got into the fire last night we all felt the gasp. Shell looked at me and made a sort of explosion face before...
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two white doves flying

Mourning In Five Parts

Poetry Hugh Lemma -
1. The bullets of your absence left holes in the flesh of the sky. 2. I cannot enjoy the status of grief - it is too remarkable, open-ended, growing in...
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The Nature of Your Emergency

Poetry Morgan Driscoll -
Call 911 she said her chest felt like a siren blare, I’m scared, we’re there atop the landing. She’s climbed the stairs she couldn’t wait for me to come to...
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The Ancients

Poetry Matt Dennison -
O wild cat, flat on your back with your head on my arm, old-man belly exposed and legs occasionally twitching in their natural dreams, your serious claws knead the breast of instinctive sky past my...
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Day Trip with Dog

Poetry Mike Casetta -
My dog & I set out for a mountain lake ringed by pine trees. There were ducks preening in the water. Some of them quacked. They sounded happy. My dog lapped...
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••••t i m m y

Art michael moore -
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Miami Docks

Art Timothy F Phillips -
Acrylic on canvas; 24" X 36"  
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black and gray stones during daytime

7:55a.m.

Poetry james stephen -
One day my body will collapse without reminiscence, all solicitations at an end & my tourist credentials confirmed in this life, I have existed as coal in the...
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A thread in Crete

Poetry Nathalie Spaans -
We move slow and there are grapes drying in the sun, sweet on the front of everything. We fumble keychains of where we are, in the shop and there's...
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man walking at blacktop road with turned on streetlights

Afterlight

Poetry Hugh Lemma -
Today, as I walked from the kitchen, a wave of sadness blindsided me; I asked if it would kindly wait and steal my composure a bit later when...
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it wasn’t pornographic

Poetry silent lotus -
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September’s End

Poetry Hugh Lemma -
1. Here is the novelty of cooler air, at once fostered and ruined by rain. 2. I am the inside of a garment being tested for colorfastness; my hands are...
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terlingua

Poetry Rob Breeding -
there’s a presence in the wind-blown sand hovering in the rippling cool of winter stacked stones of an old graveyard unrecognizable but for the crosses i remember sisters...
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..as a child..

Poetry Sonja Benskin Mesher -
tell us things, take us without consent. there are no records
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Generations

Photography Ken Blystone -
(Editor's note: Composite photography using Adobe software and Nikon camera)
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a plate of food

BREAKFAST ALFRESCO

Poetry Daniel J. Flore III -
the sun was out looking like the butter on my French toast
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forest against sunlight at daytime

Abscission

Poetry Tom Strong -
autumn reminds me creation comes home that death is not a separation life is
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orange Persian cat sleeping

Cats

Poetry Matt Dennison -
Remember when I tucked you into an old sock up to your chin and then washed you in the kitchen sink after I had found you in the street infested with fleas,...
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Riggings (Series One)

Photography Paul Brookes -
 
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Metazure

Poetry Hugh Lemma -
My wristwatch checks me for the time, my verse expects a metered rhyme; my wallet hits me up for loans, my secrets beg to be unknown; my Chevy...
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In a Forest

Poetry Sherry Cassells -
If a tree falls the question goes and no one is around to hear it does it make a sound but no one is never not around the true...
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If I Should Die

Fiction Kaci Skiles Laws -
The musty shed with the slanted roof collects rot like the Blair Witch collects teeth. Inside it there are two freezers, one that buzzes,...
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Salsa with Doubt

Poetry Jay Gandhi -
(I) Ten minutes into the shower, I fail to recall if I have applied a body wash & rinsed— I just check the armpit of my non-dominant hand. (II) After...
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Morning Visit

Poetry Peter Cashorali -
He was at the breakfast table, Sunlight angled through the window, And I said, “I haven’t seen you In so long. Where have you been?” He said sunlight...
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grey and blue train on train station during daytime

I Got Bats

Fiction Sherry Cassells -
Every so often – such a vague beginning I know but stick with me – every so often Marty calls me on the telephone,...
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seven assorted-color clothes pegs hanging on rope

Jack Struggles with an Equation

Fiction Cameron McClure -
Jack was tired of endless approximations; he couldn’t quite pin down the things that seemed important —god, explanations, love, even life itself. Nothing was...
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THE RUSTY WHITE PICK UP

Poetry Daniel J. Flore III -
I saw a rusty white truck go by he had branches in the bed and I wished I was riding with him I’ll call him Eric and he...
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Dappled Daisies and Curious Butterflies

Poetry Matt Dennison -
I entered your bedroom that Sunday morning when no one was looking, saw my mother in the middle of the floor with you on her, winking at...
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Snowfire

Fiction Cameron McClure -
All day we laboured under the threat of rain: faced hedges with a slasher, cut weeds with a scythe, mended gaps in fences, shovelled out of...
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A face of regal splendor

Fiction Nathalie Spaans -
In the sleeper class from Pune to Aurangabad I sat across from a man. Next to him, on his bag, a book with ducks...
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Four Interlaced Horses -Ekphrasis

Poetry Susan Peters -
Simple lines create ruses that what is complex can be understood. An artist’s detail of heads and legs are but the medium for admiring curved lines...
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neon sign reading bar cocktails dreams disco party

WITH THE NEON LIGHTS OF THE STRIP CLUB FLASHING

Poetry Daniel J. Flore III -
she’s too exhausted for a poet had gotten paid good by a muscleman in a blues band to be his hanger on at the strip club and now that he’s gone she’s depleted in 8...
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a black and white photo of a classroom

Two Requests

Fiction Walter Rimler -
August 31, 2023 To: Ms. Theresa Cotter Eldercare at Mayfield Village, Inc. 290 North Commons Blvd Mayfield Village OH 44143 Dear Ms. Cotter: I hope you don’t mind me writing to...
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brown brick wall on green grass field during daytime

Imaginary telephone

Poetry David Belcher -
I take books from shelves, and set out my store of usually useful things: pens and brushes, knives, and keys that I put to work, to continue the...
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black staircase in dark room

A Dream of the Basement

Poetry Vincent Casaregola -
I woke before sunrise, or birds woke me, or perhaps the dog— I walked her while still mildly asleep, brain fog-shrouded— then I returned to bed, and dreamt of...
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Abruptly

Poetry silent lotus -
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ocean under sunlight

Absolution

Poetry Tom Strong -
born sick raised to get well repenting a sin never committed admission to hobnob with the holy wrathful in eternal happiness
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We will now inventory obsolete lonely sounds in the world

Poetry Trish Saunders -
First, the old-fashioned dial tone, zenith of nothingness. Who invented that? The almost-silent radio after Country Carl’s sign-off prayer, Blues singer fading to needle hiss as a Victrola winds down in an...
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a close up of a person laying on a bed

Tied Down

Poetry Ann Kammerer -
By mid-day, I’d taken too many calls, typed too many letters, and dropped too many memos on the desks of VPs who called me 'hon.' I told my boss Gary I...
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Early Autumn Colours

Photography JMR -
One of my favourite sights in early autumn is to see the fields of goldenrods against the green foliage and the blue of the...
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My Father’s Minutes

Fiction Sherry Cassells -
I feel like reading somebody else’s book today maybe even on their couch or if they have a boat my presence on the water I...
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Blackbird

Poetry Cameron McClure -
i had an emotion today but don’t know its name there was a blackbird on the lawn 10 feet away head cocked eyeing or listening i watched then she bent...
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woman in black long sleeve shirt sitting on red chair

Why I Believe Everything

Fiction Sherry Cassells -
Uncle John was a bullshitter through and through. People always came up to me and said, astonished, things like I didn’t know your uncle was...
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The stars and galaxy as seen from Rocky Mountain National Park.

A Yellow Bus Passes

Poetry Dale Patterson -
The holy man looks to the stars, tells time by the weight of the sky on his shoulders. He says that the end is new seed, each day...
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a statue of jesus on a cross in a church

An Admission

Poetry Jordan Trethewey -
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 ponder. No thing for a son to...
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yellow and red lily in bloom during daytime

Of the Moment

Poetry Hugh Lemma -
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 rather contemplate the spaces between raindrops, marvel...
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Hurt

Art Elina Ghanbari -
Expressionism | 13 × 20 Cm | On Paper | 2023 Material: Acrylic, White Gesso, Gouache
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your father will betray you, your mother, sister, brother, best friend

Poetry Kaci Skiles Laws -
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a close up of a broken glass window

LINES MADE OF SHATTERED GLASS

Poetry Daniel J. Flore III -
do not resuscitate this harsh dismantling of the self I cannot live this way any longer fractured dreams drooling out of my mouth as I sleep in...
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Close to Christmas, after all

Fiction Jay Dougherty -
I sat up and read the alarm clock dial from the bed. 10 a.m. It was too late. I should have been at work...
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Fitgirl Repack

Poetry Jenn Zed -
the relentless drip drip drip tedium of my sobriety is matched only by the cliché predictability of a relapse so, i displace any program into a holding pattern closer to interference than a pathway it's mechanical knowledge capable of allowing a functional indulgence with a detox...
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the wings of her Cognition

Poetry silent lotus -
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world map sketch

Cowboy Coffee

Poetry Julie A. Dickson -
I dreamed she got a tattoo my mother on her back she lowered her robe for me to see a map. It looked like North and South America silhouetted in black. She...
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a pile of white toilet paper sitting next to each other

Last Call

Poetry Morgan Driscoll -
The day she fell my mother had 30 rolls of toilet paper neatly on her linen closet shelves. The list of things I might not do again, like...
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white sail boat

Drawn to the Wilderness

Poetry Dale Patterson -
The radio plays funeral music. Mother enters my dream, acknowledges love is a sail and sets me adrift. Perception is only one part of the whole. Come morning my boat has...
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A Private Moment of Random Noise

Poetry Morgan Driscoll -
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orange and black mural wall

I stepped in vomit today

Poetry Daniel J. Flore III -
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, actually it is
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black rotary dial phone on white surface

A dram for you, a dram for me

Poetry Michael Ashley -
organs all thumping my bones a glistening forehead sweat gathering in small gangs raw fingers running around my temples cuticles gnawed away dried blood in the crevices manic voicemails at 3...
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person opening palms close up photo

Head thick with things

Poetry Michael Ashley -
the prongs are there to use don't get your fingers dirty a lot of nice things are sticky the viscous snot ball the brown bruised banana flesh there are...
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man holding concrete ceiling

where do we start…

Poetry Jan Harper -
to make amends to the world, to voices in the wind denied by closed windows, to ghosts old and new that pick and fret at loose threads, to all...
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Requiem for a Wrecked Weekend

Poetry Trish Saunders -
Oh, for god's sake, let’s not talk about the coming winter or soldiers waiting outside, rifles readied— wave them in for a gin. A ‘40s hit song...
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3 pieces of mine in recent 3rd Wednesday

Art Phyllis Green -
  PUFFIN ROCK ___________ YELLOW CROWNED HERON LAGOON ___________________________ THE MIDNIGHT SONS _________________  
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The Various

Poetry Matt Dennison -
When I was quite young, our neighbors’ daughter was going to school to be a teacher and had learned from her parents I spent many hours...
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Lahaina

Poetry Andy Posner -
“Hawaii wildfires burn historic town of Lahaina 'to the ground'” - BBC I remember coffee-flavored ice cream at the Royal Scoop, how it made me long to...
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¿

Poetry silent lotus -
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a lit up box sitting on top of a table

The Poem

Poetry Marc Woodward -
I completely cracked it yesterday. Everyone I showed it to agreed. The Professor of Creative Writing covered his mouth and ran from the room. It even made my...
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2 face studies

Art Tiko Lewis -
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Bird With Yellow Breast

Poetry Barbara F. Schutz -
As I sat with my book and glass of Chardonnay one Monday on the patio, a fly flew by, and as I flicked my wrist to sweep it on...
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Let everything in

Poetry David Belcher -
Let everyone in. Let in a flinty-eyed coal miner from Elk Creek, and a tiny cleaning lady who lives above a bakery in Uppsala....
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gold steel door knob on black wooden door

blood on a wedding dress

Poetry Jan Harper -
they kept the dress in a locked trunk in the attic gathering dust for decades forgotten when they passed away—one following the other as is often the case— and years slid...
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man swimming on body of water

Fuck Yeah Dude

Fiction Sherry Cassells -
There are words that do the poetry, they are endless, you can get the lawn the way it was light and dark, always moving,...
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multicolored textile

a poem masquerades as a persian carpet

Poetry Michael Acker -
 the language of the finest wool  and metaphors splashed throughout as vivid colors of sky white cobalt blue and blood red  while its opaque meaning is well- hidden in an abstract motif  but that sheen —what a...
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blue and black standard motorcycle

He recognized me by my walk

Poetry Sherry Cassells -
eighteen years it’s a lifetime hair changes teeth most of all yet his accent no softer he doesn’t ride any more but the stains remain blood and grease grace and danger his...
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for Grand-Dude

Art Tiko Lewis -
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mountain covered with fogs

Mist

Poetry Hugh Lemma -
Today cannot decide. I linger, eyes at half-mast, beneath a dome of curdled milk and a star sleeping in. I pretend to exist until I take form, like a watercolor bleeding...
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knick knack

Poetry Sara Clancy -
I have molded this Maine morning into a smooth glass swallow for your sill, to shore up the sharp clean cerulean & remind you of the real sky & me.
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photography of yellow lights

fluid encryptions

Poetry Jan Harper -
he sits at his desk writing poems in his head stares out at the clouds attempts to decode Nature's own writ in dripping cyphers on the panes
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a wet window with a traffic light on it

Memoriam in light rain

Poetry Daniel J. Flore III -
it’s August and nobody’s listening but you I had to leave it’s like some hyperactive child is coloring in the nights with black crayons the scribbles getting in my...
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two white birds

Seeing the light

Poetry Sherry Cassells -
I said do not simplify I fucking understand my opinion differs from yours but I fucking get it I do not require repetition, new angles greater enunciation volume or analogies I knew he’d fucking...
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Golden Silence

Poetry D. E. Kern -
From this angle, a day’s last rays make embers of cattails bent in supplication to an unrepentant wind trying to force the Colorado into retrograde. A...
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free-range poets

Poetry Jan Harper -
roam the yards flock to the sound of an opening door hoping for scraps tossed our way tasty, random, diverse cluck and quibble scrabble in life's compost pile double-scratch for juicy tidbits snatch...
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green grass field during daytime

How Exciting!

Poetry Matt Dennison -
I'm mowing the lawn in a different direction!
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fountain outdoor during daytime

HOW TO TELL A COMPLETE STRANGER YOU WANT TO KILL YOURSELF

Poetry Daniel J. Flore III -
purple roses and blood red candy a passerby who knows the secret you withhold from everyone else they keep the confession in their haunted spirit lay it on the altar make a...
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pink petaled flower

Recess

Poetry Matt Dennison -
Schoolyard children rush the chain link fence, rattle the metal breathlessly, ask the man in the wheelchair: "What happened to your feet!"
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Eulogy To A Mom From A Son

Poetry Tom Strong -
When a mountain is dismantled from eons of wind and rain, how can I say it’s gone? When it has fondly spread itself across this land re-shaping the terrain. When...
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now I am become Death – sapphic trauma # 25185

Poetry David E. Matthews -
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gold ring on white textile

After her best friend’s hubby’s funeral

Poetry Paul Brookes -
or divorce or some means by which the poor lass is on her own, My lass, without fail, will ask me: What are you here for? Tell me. Why...
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man in black jacket sitting on bed

I might not be here long

Poetry Daniel J. Flore III -
I’ll die. I’ll go brain dead. I mean, I’ll be here but in some straw wrapper exiting through the skull and brain matter. What’s the matter? They’ll all say trying to...
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Rage

Art Elina Ghanbari -
Abstract Expressionism | 12 × 16 Cm | On Paper | 2023 Material: Acrylic, Gouache
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Stump

Poetry Ann Kammerer -
Sun sliced through the window warming my face, my skin tinted pink by skinny morning clouds. Mom was sleeping. Harry was up. His footsteps creaked just above where I stood, running water...
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After A Death

Poetry Hugh Lemma -
Grief rides its own wavelength, reconciliation earns an expiration date, regret becomes a badge; some songs turn unlistenable, but we listen anyway. I check myself for a heartbeat. Trains run...
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italian blue

Poetry Rob Breeding -
somewhere between a full irish breakfast in galway & a sunny sail on the mediterranean, i dove between gentle waves, swam circles on my side so i’d never...
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assorted picture frames on wall

ssri’s at the Musee

Poetry Lawrence George -
i feel so goddamn happy, sometimes i wanna take the damn out of God grab fistfuls of his oxygen steal that single beam of pure sunlight slicing thru the east window crush them together melt 'em like crayons over that precious Picasso
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woman inside black car

Every Play

Poetry james stephen -
The hurried girls in flight the mighty half to rule the rabid roasting meat and placing it on the dirty tray I'd like to say I depend...
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The Rock, the Water

Poetry Matt Dennison -
Walking wide-eyed, the child drops to his knees, for the stream is all around and flowing. He lifts the rock, the water slurping its way beneath with...
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aircraft flying on sky

Heavens to Murgatroyd — A Love Story

Fiction Sherry Cassells -
Every once in a while I feel a love story coming on it’s like nourishment. I don’t even remember who shot JR about that summer...
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a group of people posing for a photo

Verities

Poetry Hugh Lemma -
tenets of the most devout are tempered with a tinge of doubt; every joyous moment spent will cost a hundred in lament; beauty passes in a flash, reduced to...
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green trees beside lake under blue sky during daytime

We Will Go Again in Autumn

Poetry Raymond Huffman -
The wind will change color and we will go fishing at daybreak even as things can’t happen as they did before but approximation of the past is...
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After You’ve Gone: Horses and Cigarettes

Poetry Trish Saunders -
She calls to me across the pasture. Over here, I answer. Grasses shrink from her big yellow teeth as she approaches— weeds don’t know a mare's gentleness. And I still miss...
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moon photography

Fool Moon

Poetry Tom Strong -
the star of the show out for a daytime stroll masquerading as a round cloud wearing designer shades trying to go unnoticed before tonight’s big performance
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brown and white mushroom on green grass during daytime

The Vapours

Poetry Ray Miller -
The windows weep for wilder air to sweep the ghost imprisoned where   I sleep these widow weedy days; your smell still bathes my pillow case - love’s detritus...
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nautilus

Poetry Tiko Lewis -
(Rotring Isograph and Pigma Microns pens on mixed media paper) 
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The Dusts

Poetry Marc Woodward -
These dust motes, so gently pirouetting, can, from certain angles in slanted light, reform to embody the departed. Libraries are full of such airborne ghosts moving quietly between...
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ice cream on white and blue ceramic plate

you know how (xviii)

Poetry Mike Casetta -
when you decide not to isolate any longer & a bird shits on your ice cream cone as you walk along the midway at the state fair so you take out your pocket knife &...
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aerial photography of blue-and-white patio umbrellas

heretical thoughts on a hot day

Poetry Jan Harper -
betrayed by flesh: blood beats tattoos against the underside of skin flushed in steady push to expand surface area on palms and soles, prime targets for a body demanding to be...
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gray concrete cross on green grass field during daytime

On feeling lonely and dispirited cutting the grass at St Mary Redcliffe Cathedral summer 1972

Poetry Cameron McClure -
i had mistaken myself for the graveyard somewhere history closed its circle with an indifferent embrace mundane acknowledgements of life were carved on granite marble sandstone skull scapula and...
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Wombwell Summer Shadows

Photography Paul Brookes -
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The Sacrifice

Poetry Cameron McClure -
i’m sorry i couldn’t go to your game today i was on the verge of capturing a universe in a grain of sand and i’m sorry i...
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The Last Will Be The First

Poetry Michael Acker -
There are exactly 8,041,272,548 humans on our planet.  The last one in the count is a feisty, baby girl named Maria-Angelica born in a Manilla slum to a...
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woman reflection on glass overlooking city at night

EVERYWHERE

Poetry Daniel J. Flore III -
lately I’ve been floating around I don’t want my feet on the ground that’s a drag I’d rather watch you from above I’d rather hover I need something to...
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girl in pink tank top beside girl in blue and white striped tank top

Epiphany

Poetry Julie A. Dickson -
The gossip always the latest – if you want to know, she’s the one, you needn’t ask, she’ll just tell but; one day she just stops. When asked she replies that she’s been unkind, as if she...
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.june.

Poetry Sonja Benskin Mesher -
there was a gentle breeze going, then the sun came through.
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brown wooden shelf with bottles

The Finest Spirits

Poetry Mike Casetta -
A Jew, a Christian & a Muslim walk into the bar. Each one orders a Day of Judgement on the rocks with a Resurrection of the Body chaser. A Buddhist walks...
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white paper lantern with light

Redshift

Poetry Hugh Lemma -
1. We begin as night watchers bringing news and lanterns; we end with the guilt and relief of a called-off search. 2. There is no fresh light, no star to see...
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Kintsugi: a Cadralor

Poetry Sara Clancy -
1. Yesterday a rat snake crawled up into the eaves and into a mourning dove's nest of twigs. This morning we found five shells and yolk on the...
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Shadowscape

Photography JMR -
The photographer sees his shadow and becomes part of the landscape.
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