Andy Fogle August’s bright haze nearly oversheens a world of pine needles. Andy Fogle is a Virginian living in upstate New York, a poet studying education, anda musician teaching high school English.
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Dale Wisely
03/15/2015 — 0
Howie Good: “Ready, Aim”
Howie Good Ready, Aim “Shoot me in the chest!” Mussolini demanded, and the firing squad did before he could take it back. Howie Good wrote the first half of this one sentence poem on April 28, 1945, and the second half exactly 100 years later, on April 28, 2045.
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Eric Burke: Two Poems
Editors’ Note: One year ago today, One Sentence Poems published its first poem. Because our first poem was by Eric Burke, we thought we would observe this first anniversary with two poems by Eric. Thanks to you all for your support during this amazing first year. Eric Burke Again, Tonight Carving the corks into pellets for […]
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Maria Kaffa: “Martyrdom Was Mother’s Given Name”
Maria Kaffa Martyrdom Was Mother’s Given Name after a Doctor shaved her eyebrows and performed a puncture with an ice pick to crack open both oyster and pearl. Maria Kaffa grew up on an island, and is often in just one place with her mind elsewhere.
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j. lewis: “All I Want”
j. lewis All I Want Wife in the grave for sixteen years, son in the pen for life, and now all I want is to outlive my dog because no one else will love her like I do. j.lewis is an internationally published poet, musician, and nurse practitioner whose poetry and music reflect the complexity […]
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Lucinda Marshall: “Ode to Abandoned Tea Mugs”
Lucinda Marshall Ode to Abandoned Tea Mugs The location of each partially consumed mug, still steaming with inviting aroma, marks the place where some crucial thought requiring immediate action crossed my mind, leading to the irresponsible, insensitive abandonment of lovely, warm comfort, found days later, rancidly cold and steeped with recrimination. Lucinda Marshall is a […]
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Lucinda Marshall “Ode to Abandoned Tea Mugs”
Lucinda Marshall Ode to Abandoned Tea Mugs The location of each partially consumed mug, still steaming with inviting aroma, marks the place where some crucial thought requiring immediate action crossed my mind, leading to the irresponsible, insensitive abandonment of lovely, warm comfort, found days later, rancidly cold and steeped with recrimination. Lucinda Marshall is […]
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Lucia Cherciu: “Clenched Teeth”
Lucia Cherciu Clenched Teeth At Gara de Nord the children of the streets earn their supper and cash for glue, their faces turning first grey, then blue, hiding their induced reveries in the cavities of the Metro, catacombs of loneliness and fights among empty bottles of Pepsi, blankets of cardboard boxes, an orange jacket forgotten […]
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