Amy Strauss Friedman Larger Than Us White mass indicates the tumor has grown, but all I see are the outlines of seagulls standing at the edge of an eroding beach. Amy Strauss Friedman teaches and writes in Chicago.
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Poems
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Deonte Osayande: “The Paranoia Says the Helicopter Searches For Me”
Deonte Osayande The Paranoia Says the Helicopter Searches For Me As the announcement of the training exercise on campus for the police force comes into my classroom and I joke about the threat, about my blood pressure as if there wasn’t a shooting at a community college weeks before, as if I weren’t the same […]
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Catherine Moore: “Parable”
Catherine Moore Parable What forgiveness means: the baby reaches back towards breach, our ocean spins to speck, as wildfire ends on wick, the words on this page disappear. Read more about this poet here, or follow her on Twitter @CatPoetic.
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Florence Reiss Kraut: “X-Country Skiing”
Florence Reiss Kraut X-Country Skiing After night snowfall, breath billows smoke in the still air and skis unzip the snow. Florence Reiss Kraut is a social worker and writer living in Rye, New York, who has published stories in print and on line, and is currently completing a novel in linked stories—her first.
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Steve Klepetar: “The Coffee Drinker’s Son”
Steve Klepetar The Coffee Drinker’s Son He works in shade, dragging a hoe around a bed of lilies as she sips broken-hearted, wishing to be a frog clinging to mud, green body hidden in watery weeds. Steve Klepetar drinks coffee and sometimes wishes he were a frog.
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Ken Slaughter: “Just After”
Ken Slaughter Just After the power went off during my visit I reached out into the darkness to find my ex-wife’s hand. Ken Slaughter is a tanka writer who dabbles in other short poetry forms.
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Tricia Sankey: “When I found you…”
Tricia Sankey When I found you, you were a book, knocked clean off a nightstand – spine splayed out, words that gasped, and I read all your pages on the floor, by candlelight. Tricia Sankey is a writer and collector of short fiction and poems, you may view her favorites on www.milspouseprose.com.
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Steven Deutsch: “Witness”
Steven Deutsch Witness Drawing upon the spotless rectangular plane, you gather her motion like you’d gather the air, as if by linking line to paper, you allow those who do not see the dancer to witness the dance. Steven Deutsch, a semi-retired practitioner of fluid mechanics as applied to mechanical hearts and valves, lives a […]
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