J.I. Kleinberg Criticized Artist, poet, and freelance writer J.I. Kleinberg lives in Bellingham, Washington, USA, and on Instagram @jikleinberg.
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J.I Kleinberg “because the trees”
J.I. Kleinberg because the trees Artist, poet, and freelance writer J.I. Kleinberg lives in Bellingham, Washington, USA, and on Instagram @jikleinberg.
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Kendra Nuttall “Self-Preservation”
Kendra Nuttall Self-Preservation With wrist bound in brace to keep the carpal tunnel at bay, I stick on the anti-wrinkle patch and catch my plastic-coated smile in the glass, teeth retained, each knowing its place. Kendra Nuttall loves long titles and is the author of poetry collections, Our Bones Ache Together and A Statistical Study […]
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David P. Miller “Motif”
David P. Miller Motif When the full moon rests its searchlight near the horizon, I remind myself we’ve mostly managed to leave it alone. David P. Miller, retired librarian, former performance artist, affirms that we have not seen too many poems about springtime, grandmothers, or the solar system.
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John Hawkhead (Untitled)
John Hawkhead New growth from old wood, she cannot remember where the scars came from. John Hawkhead is a globally published writer of short form poetry and artist who has won many international haiku contests. His books ‘Bone Moon’ and ‘Small Shadows’ are from Alba publishing.
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Marilyn Westfall “My Brother’s Matins”
Marilyn Westfall My Brother’s Matins Most mornings he says thanks for coffee, fresh jelly donuts, fast food burritos, homemade French toast with syrup, but if I shop at Lucky Seven, purchase him a carton of cheap menthol cigarettes, he’ll clutch the laminated box to his naked chest, hurry to the bathroom mirror, reach upward with […]
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Howie Good “Flight”
Howie Good Flight Attempting to trick my mind into a calmer state, I visualized my anxious inner self floating up out of my body – up past a rooftop billboard with the message “Your message here,” up past fat white clouds sailing for home like a fleet of Spanish treasure ships, up past an abandoned […]
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Steve Klepetar “The Secret’s Weight”
Steve Klepetar The Secret’s Weight Tell me how you got there, I say, wondering at his ragged coat and torn boots, but though he smiles, he will not speak, as if he could no longer bear the secret’s weight on this cold night of fog and rain. In his most recent nightmare, Steve Klepetar is […]
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