Megan Collins Lethe She went to the water to drown an old love, but it clung to her body like the wet white lace of her dress. Megan Collins is a writer, teacher, and editor who lives in Connecticut.
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Matt Rouse: 2 poems
Matt Rouse (2 poems) THE WISDOM OF BONNIE (AGE 7) If you drink from the tap, you’ll grow three heads. THE WISDOM OF LOIS (AGE 8) Never stand in front of a Pikachu with a cold. When Matt Rouse writes poetry, the voices in his head stop shouting.
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John McDermott Polysyndeton: A Love Story for Audrey And the girl at the breakfast table has her mother’s eyes and my crooked mouth and hair like the braid cut from my grandmother a century ago, brown with strands of gold, and once I thought that braid was disturbing and now what’s disturbing is this fleeting […]
Read MoreGil Hoy: “Presidential Temperament”
Gil Hoy Presidential Temperament A radioactive red wheel barrow loses its dependability when glazed with black rain beside the dead chickens. Gil Hoy is a Boston trial lawyer and poet.
Read MoreSarah Valeika: “Religious Fervor”
Sarah Valeika Religious Fervor “He’s not a scary, creepy guy,” my sister says of God. Sarah Valeika is a poet, actress, typewriter fanatic and grateful daughter and sister.
Read MoreAlan Toltzis: “Without a Trace”
Alan Toltzis Without a Trace If only I were tubes and hollows, some vast landscape of regimented purpose coursing under aging skin, hurt and need would travel untrackable within me, the ground unscuffed even in places, soft and wet, and my spirit would weave through unbent grass and weeds alighting on an unbowed reed, its […]
Read MoreMatt Rouse: “Fallen Heroes”
Matt Rouse Fallen Heroes She threw her Captain America towel down dramatically at the edge before she cannonballed into the pool and now she won’t stop complaining that she is cold. Matt Rouse lives in Orange County and likes writing one sentence poems because they appear to work well with his ADHD.
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David James Solution I wrote her a poem and she said, ‘I hate poetry’ and I said, ‘OK, just read the words then.’ David James lives in Atlanta where he reads a lot and writes not a lot.
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