Elizabeth McMunn-Tetangco Apocalypse No one sweats in the big movies, with the bombs like autumn trees and the ruins of the world in big red piles. Elizabeth McMunn-Tetangco just wants it to rain.
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Dale Wisely
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Catherine B. Krause: “Stellar”
Catherine B. Krause Stellar Early in the morning on my birthday, a couple days after our first Seder without her at the table, she lifts her narrow-ruled hand to the sky and exhales. – for Stella Catherine B. Krause is an Earthling trying to ease the pain of slowly returning to the earth.
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Chaitali Gawade: “Tangles”
Chaitali Gawade Tangles Broken words, woven with a thread caught from tangled rain. Chaitali Gawade’s writerly musings mostly fueled by tea and coffee can be found at www.chaitaligawade.com.
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Howie Good: “Muse”
Howie Good Muse And despite having hair like a fantastic tree and difficulty getting on and off escalators, you arrive the same way light does, remarkable and beautiful, simultaneously burning and bathing everything. Here comes the story of Howie Good, the man the authorities came to blame for somethin’ that he never done.
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Mike Finley: “Tiny Little Hands”
Mike Finley Tiny Little Hands I am so touched by your tiny hands, like an invitation to protect you from harm, to kiss your sweet small knuckles with multiple kisses, which is strange because the rest of you is pretty large. Amazingly, Mike Finley of St. Paul has made his living writing for more than […]
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Mike Finley: “The Weather Is Changing”
Mike Finley The Weather Is Changing The coat hangers jangle softly in the dark. Amazingly, Mike Finley of St. Paul has made his living writing for more than 50 years.
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Sreedhar Vinnakota: “Suffocation”
Sreedhar Vinnakota Suffocation An embarrassed smile under the spotlight, a whimper in the cacaphony, a wave of the hand to greet the anonymous, an eye on the clock, handshakes to overcome moments, a hug and a swivel to dispel distance inching to get a foot in the door to escape – all mean the same […]
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Michael Estabrook: “because of the encumbrance of material things”
Michael Estabrook because of the encumbrance of material things All of us should remember to throw out our old stoves. Michael Estabrook, retired now, writing more poems and working more outside just noticed two Cooper’s hawks staked out in his yard, or above it, really, which explains the disappearing chipmunks.
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