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By: Rita Malenczyk for Mike Cole When I saw your note under the beer can I thought Wait, what the hell, who has been here Because I’d...

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By: Benjamin J. Kirby Today I heard a train whistle blow in a town a hundred miles from tracks Standing at the edge of a forgotten forge...

By: Russell Willis “Flapping” won’t suffice for the sound of scores of Grackles fleeing from over there behind those trees to somewhere...

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By: Toni La Ree Bennett Drain the ocean, you said, and we would walk among the craters on the submerged skin of the earth. I obeyed. I...

By: Eric Lunde Your hands look like night he said Where do you keep them? Hidden from sight so they Won’t turn into...

By: Benjamin Rose The sudden breeze of a lost summer day When the fires of August scorching have passed And humid heat on the...

By: Peter Coe Verbica On his deathbed he finally gave up the combination to the safe. But lean and laser-eyed, she still can’t drop that...

By: Clif Mason Ocean Canticle We choose not to leave the dream of the sea. Immortal jellies float, transparent as windows, in the water,...

By: Mark Pearce Never, never land, my ship, For now would be too late. I always dreamt someday you’d come, But my days were spent in...

By: Terri Hanauer Across the Room Lost in the snowstorm your shadow is translucent and I can hardly tell if I ever loved you back. The...