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My mouth, a disputed territory | Lorelei Bacht

What one does or does not take into one’s mouth: a variable narrowly monitored by mother,…

Two Poems | Lauren Scharhag

Magic Eye When you catch my eye, I take off my glasses. That way, there’s nothing…

like a shade of dawn | anne leigh parrish

in shade the glow is soft in sunlight it’s hard candy a room in a house…

Dream, he lived | Astha Khanduri

As he saunters in the forest of clouds, Seeks his mother’s shroud As he sits besides…

On The Tyranny of Grief | Anthony Madukwe

I “The day I lost my father was the day I realized how close we all…

Voltage and Current | Peter Donnelly

Voltage and current: the stanzas themselves a switch board channelling energy through lines; a passage of…

Cordial rays of hope | Rob Lane Wilder

eyeballs glowing ole fred rogers on a TV heard to say each & everybody has their…

The Dark Affair | Rizwan Akhtar

—for Tammara Claire The darkness puts an embargo on rooms minuscule apertures in windows survive suffocated…

Parkways|Rob Lowe

There is no bottom, No real self; Only this incandescence Where poetry emerges. There is the…

In quarentine |Peter Hrastovec

The first thing you notice are birds, louder than normal, unmistakable and clear. They no longer…