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By: Steve Henn “My backyard birds sound better than your backyard birds” my brother posted on Facedump what I wanted to comment (but...

By: Josh Feit I. On March 23, 2020, the governor issued a proclamation directing all residents, except “Essential Workers," to...

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By: Margaux Novak There’s something about running towards the sea at night. Low tide, the waves still far off. sand cold on my bare feet,...

By: Lyall Harris Contract nice to meet you too you swooningly handsome smart creative Italian whose parents are dear and adore me your...

By: Jesse Wolfe We drove north, up the 101, toward Napa. That day was incredibly beautiful, like this one—maybe I confuse the two. She...

By: Jesse Wolfe At a certain point you have to stop running— you cannot outpace the whistling bombs, wavelengths shortening as they...

By: Roger Iverson I haven’t been to the Ocean Crest Resort since I bought rounds for former brothers-in-law. We sat in summer’s sun on...

By: Andy Kerstetter On a foggy May morning, the only thing that holds our fourth-grade focus on this field trip to the first oil well is...

By: Yavaria Ryan I love this juicy stomach and all the flabs, and yes I used to have abs but that don’t matter now. I have aged and...

By: Joanna Acevedo Say you want me. Say there is a time and a place for everything. Say you need me. Say the sun sets in the West. Say...

By: S.K. Brownell Plans He says he does not know what comes next but we are always saying that. In conversation, lulls are filled with...

By: Marianne Lyon Today Mary Oliver keeps me company She doesn’t parlay gossip in rocker on front porch sip tea watch ruckus...

By: Sara Ries Dziekonski (for women who walk alone at night) Sisty scuffles into our diner with her usual bouquet of bags, orders iced...

By Mimi Silver Themis, goddess of judgement Morality is a thick-skinned snake she shifts in shedding a wide coat variably blind or sided,...

By: Travis Stephens Disheartened by reports of careless plastic bits in all the waters, we poke the chair legs into the wet-dry border,...

By: Kerstin Schulz The trees are wrapped in caution tape precursors to a crime, a paper rape nestled in the fine print. Talcum powder, a...

By: Raymond P. Hammond The Three Virtues Faith Cold steel running through my lips— 22-short rounds pointed at my uvula, the bullets...

By: Clifford Venho Night It hovers around my ears, covers my eyes with clarity of the unseen; it unfolds, petal by petal, the flower of...

By: Peter Sagnella In spring the promise was first fissures: light that splintered chinks in warping boards, dirt floor thawing like a...

By: C. Prudence Arceneaux The lady lobster is lucky, she gets to pee everywhere [fanning it, so to speak]. It is the evolution of humans...

By: R.C. Neighbors Something Like Heaven 1. I get sad     the schoolgirl says as her eyes well like a cartoon     impossible amounts of...

By Sheila Bender By a Window Overlooking a Ravine I. An and, a that, an adjective remove themselves. A fissure and my poem arrives. II....