Sarah Russell We make love like jackals at a kill, fall back empty of each other, of ourselves. Sarah Russell fumbles around with words at www.SarahRussellPoetry.com.
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Poems
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Andrea McBride: “Mourning”
Andrea McBride Mourning Once the world stopped turning the oceans became still as lakes. Andrea McBride has always been fascinated by the magic of language and tries to make the best use of it through poetry.
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Devon Balwit: “Credo”
Devon Balwit Credo Tell me you also find worship in the haunches of a leaping dog. Devon Balwit writes her poems between work, wine, and walking her dog—the proportions of each vary.
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Barry Marks: “Life. In Metric Feet.”
Barry Marks Life. In Metric Feet. The I am that is life moves from proud trochee to adamant iamb to the last pyrrhic dance to silence. Barry Marks is facing reality one sentence at a time.
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Laura Sweeney: “Home Was Not a Norman Rockwell”
Laura Sweeney Home Was Not a Norman Rockwell God is great, God is good, and I thanked Him for my food, my mother to my left, my father to my right, as we sat around the table by the portrait of the Lord’s Supper before grace shattered like the glass door I ran through in Sunday […]
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Jason M. Vaughn: “The Razor”
Jason M. Vaughn The Razor glides across the dance floor of your skin, and sometimes it cuts in. Jason M. Vaughn lives and writes in Burbank, CA.
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Megan Collins: “The Comedian’s Tears”
Megan Collins The Comedian’s Tears I couldn’t help but see them as translucent bullets loaded into the chambers of her eyes, couldn’t help but think that to blink would be to pull the trigger, to prove that some wounds can make even comedians cry. Megan Collins is a writer, teacher, and editor who lives in […]
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Megan Collins: “When Athena Can’t Sleep”
Megan Collins When Athena Can’t Sleep She remembers her father’s skull, how her armor grew from bone, how the days spent whipped by his pulse never undid her skin. Megan Collins is a writer, teacher, and editor who lives in Connecticut.
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