Neil Creighton But see how fog decorates the spider’s silken geometry with diamond drops of dew. Neil Creighton’s relentless optimism is increasingly under challenge.
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Scott Hughes “Dissolution”
Scott Hughes Dissolution Some nights when I dream of you, I realize I’m dreaming, so I talk to you like we no longer do, ask you the questions you will not answer in the waking world, hold you until you vanish when my eyes open. Scott Hughes has a book of poetry, The Universe You […]
Read MoreF. J. Bergmann “Eclipse”
F. J. Bergmann Eclipse After I die I’ll be the light between the leaves spattering the sidewalk with small suns. F. J. Bergmann is singular but not quite solitary, despite the pandemic.
Read MoreGenoa Wilson “In Limon”
Genoa Wilson In Limon Hot prairie wind whips the sparse yellow grass on your grave. Genoa Wilson used to teach tai chi and hopes to again once all this craziness is done.
Read Moredeb y felio “Payback”
deb y felio Payback I am more careful when I eat, knowing I cannot mask what the mask catches and gives back to me. deb y felio writes and waits for a new tomorrow because, thankfully, there are no used ones.
Read Moredeb y felio “Peek-a Boo”
deb y felio Peek-a Boo She looks as if she remembers this top half of a face she once could kiss and whispers, ‘Nana?’ deb y felio writes and waits for a new tomorrow because, thankfully, there are no used ones.
Read MoreIan Willey “Season 5”
Ian Willey Season 5 She came home with a new guy and it was just like that year when the actors went on strike and on The Dukes of Hazzard a couple of new dudes came in to take the place of Bo and Luke who, they said on the show, had left to see […]
Read MoreGeorge Salamon “World Order”
George Salamon World Order As night stands high above day and evening far from morning, there’s light, flower, bush and tree, the hidden world order, while the rest is vapors. George Salamon lives. endures and writes in St. Louis, MO.
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