Alyssa McMurtry Language One love is two words. Alyssa McMurtry is a Canadian writer living in Northern Spain.
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Dale Wisely
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Scott Hughes “Schrödinger’s Rejection Letter”
Scott Hughes Schrödinger’s Rejection Letter When I find a new email in my inbox from a journal I submitted to, I wait to open it because in that moment my writing is simultaneously rejected and accepted. Scott Hughes has an upcoming chapbook titled The Last Book You’ll Ever Read and a website: writescott.com.
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Renee LaBonte-Jones “Plaster”
Renee LaBonte-Jones Plaster ‘I think I fell in love with your father ‘because of his smile,’ she lied, ‘he was so tender, so kind.’ Renee LaBonte-Jones writes from her Seattle home, often with a cat on her lap and a white wine in her hand.
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Alandya Durand “Distinct Difference”
Alandya Durand Distinct Difference When you said you had something to tell me my heart dipped an inch because for once the silence between us was audible, louder than the car that passed by right after playing music so loud its speakers were shaking. Alandya Durand has a huge liking for philosophical discussions at any […]
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MEH “his freshman year”
MEH his freshman year When eyes bulge with the longing of a fish head on a French plate, for the son who finds his father’s body just where the old man left it— note pinned to the coat hung limp around his shoulders, final spasms timed for an after school arrival like a glass of […]
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Sean Denmark “Brighton Beach”
Sean Denmark Brighton Beach I wasn’t told about snow on the sand. Sean Denmark (www.seandenmark.com) has been waiting for the mail.
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Steve Klepetar “Red Maple”
Steve Klepetar Red Maple Some faces you have forgotten, but others crowd your dreams, and when you wake in summer, they linger near the red maple that glitters in your yard. Steve Klepetar, a regular contributor on One Sentence Poems, is an only child who dreams up strange siblings.
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Steve Klepetar “The Weight of Time”
Steve Klepetar The Weight of Time What will become of the cardinal I saw flitting from our deck to a young tree’s naked branch, red flash against the sky? Steve Klepetar, a regular contributor on One Sentence Poems, is an only child who dreams up strange siblings.
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