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“Hope is a Blue Jay” by Rebecca Johnson

Posted on August 16, 2021

I.As snow settles upon the landand brings with it crisp, frozen air,I’ll hear the cardinal’s jarring callas it echoes in my anxious mind. The cold and weary world revealsthat ancient […]

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“The Mosquito and the Bell Jar” by Carol Motta

Posted on May 24, 2021

Our balsa-sweet Mosquito flies low and slow into the burning sun, undetectable by radarI hear only air scratching past the belly of the holdNo bomb today, just a tired man […]

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“thick crusts of midnight in the late Ordovician, a wilderness of morning elsewhere” by Kate Shannon

Posted on February 28, 2021

i.other things live easy, you knowI suppose I, too, live easy in some ways.a domination of oceans gatheringa braying of old bones, dust and then nothinga quietude of less wrathful […]

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“On Perfumed Wings it Ascended” by Andrew Johnston

Posted on September 21, 2020

When the dragon first wound its way through the fragrant mist that swallowed the mountain, most had no reckoning of its nature. It was a myth, one the wise and […]

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“Horseshoes.” by DS Maolalai

Posted on June 15, 2020

somewhere up here  you might bite the whole horizon.  love pours in like an emptied sack of apples. tastes fresh  like apples, and smells  like apples too.  I am on […]

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“Dead Self thoughts reincarnated in words” by Stela Xega

Posted on May 22, 2017

Darling, listen. no matter what we do our fingers will end up blistered, our palms bloody if we look into the mirror long enough to know anything, if we pull […]

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“Twilight’s Drift” By Ken Allan Dronsfield

Posted on August 8, 2016

Reason for waking, lofty faded dreams soft steps in grass eyes raised skyward Brisk breeze blows wind swirls on water geese march in air reality softly fades. Flame tip to […]

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