Poetry No. 66 – Vincente Perez
There’s a message in a bottle
Floating somewhere for me to find
Addressed by time and
Inside is a ticket home. Continue reading Poetry No. 66 – Vincente Perez
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Poetry No. 65 – Patrick T. Reardon
Ash the milk.
Ash the caped-boy hero snapshot.
Ash Blacktop, signboards,
white t-shirt boy. Continue reading Poetry No. 65 – Patrick T. Reardon
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Poetry No. 64 – Virginia Laurie
Let’s not kid ourselves;
the night is not beautiful Continue reading Poetry No. 64 – Virginia Laurie
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Poetry No. 63 – Ceridwen Hall
my younger sister lights a candle; she sings Continue reading Poetry No. 63 – Ceridwen Hall
Poetry No. 62 – Dimitri Reyes
On every counter and beside
the entertainment center,
space is claimed by little wings plucking harps.
Trumpets leading
an unknown charge of credit cards. Continue reading Poetry No. 62 – Dimitri Reyes
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Poetry No. 61 – Sarah Payne
Three Poems by Sarah Payne Dead Hildegard In the world of my body’s time, to be illuminated meant to be lighted by fire only The candle of the sun igniting and extinguishing each day: how perpetual these orbs You began to go astray when you spoke your first lie against what you knew O body, said the light Say these things now Hildegard on the … Continue reading Poetry No. 61 – Sarah Payne
Poetry No. 60 – Kora Schultz
about a miscarriage, planned I want all your pieces bar the one you left here – again, I gulp a little death with oat milk, thick. dried parsley, vitamin c, & chamomile tea. Its mom’s grocery list. Its a junk drawer. what I’m trying to say is this is easy. what I’m mean is, I sleep through all the trauma. I dream of mulberries, Pooling. … Continue reading Poetry No. 60 – Kora Schultz
Poetry No. 59 – Marco Harnam Kaisth
Three Short Poems To Hilda All my sisters died young too, fiddleheads doublebent under dew. Marketwomen collapsed to red bean jelly, my mother a mooncake around. The Atlantic I admire you for drowning the kids you drown for baring their bloat never merely snagging fat waterlimbs in your multitude plastics and corals. Body Poem I love only men who move like marsh-birds over … Continue reading Poetry No. 59 – Marco Harnam Kaisth