Category: poetry
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Emily by Howie Good
Sailors just grabbed what they could — a Mickey Mouse teddy bear my sister had since she was little — before the ship broke apart in nightmarish purple seas, the wind wailing as if the wails might actually be expressing something, anguish or fear or fratricidal rage, while back on shore, graves vomited up the dead, and, farther inland,…
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Emily
By Howie Good Sailors just grabbed what they could — a Mickey Mouse teddy bear my sister had since she was little — before the ship broke apart in nightmarish purple seas, the wind wailing as if the wails might actually be expressing something, anguish or fear or fratricidal rage, while back on shore, graves vomited up the dead,…
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Gutter by Trevor Plate
plastic palm tree shades the pink wall envelopes of blue and your bite it’s crocodile lust on me like a fever my oiled eyes wrapped around your voice these limbs/the ceiling and the room gets more liquid and we get more liquid until we’re wetter than the rain. & Trevor Plate Trevor Plate spent his…
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Gutter
by Trevor Plate plastic palm treeshades the pink wallenvelopes of blueand your biteit’scrocodile luston me like a fevermy oiled eyes wrapped around your voicethese limbs/the ceilingand the room gets more liquidand we get more liquiduntil we’re wetter than the rain. Trevor Plate Trevor Plate spent his childhood on the island of Guam. Halfway around the…
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Airplanes Move Sideways
by Trevor Plate Concrete and metaland sky breathing heavyThe mountains beyondthemselves in the distanceSun giving up tothe demon electricScent of a humanthis flight of a lifetimeTelling the storiesof heroes and villainsPrecious and potentthe palm of an instantNight starts its breakingThese hearts are all breaking out here Smelling the fish inthe lingering ozoneExhaust and needlesolfactory highwaysRemember the…
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Two Poems by Rita Mookerjee
Nemesis People admire a sense of industry / a spirited sort of communism / how the labyrinth tenants toil away over early blooms / tufted legs weighted with sun dust / convening in their planet in service of the one true queen / everyone admires their golden down / but wasps are paper makers in…
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Two Poems
by Rita Mookerjee NemesisPeople admire a sense of industry / a spirited sort of communism / how the labyrinth tenants toil away over early blooms / tufted legs weighted with sun dust / convening in their planet in service of the one true queen / everyone admires their golden down / but wasps are paper…
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Three Poems by Darren Demare
EMILY AS THE SECOND WINTER I pressed the bleakness of Ohioto my face & I breathed so deeplythat I swallowed old wounds to create new wounds& Emily, she watched all of this beneath a blanket she made,next to a fire she started. I, too often, force myselfto experience all of Ohio all of the time.…
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Three Poems
by Darren Demare EMILY AS THE SECOND WINTERI pressed the bleakness of Ohioto my face & I breathed so deeplythat I swallowed old wounds to create new wounds& Emily, she watched all of this beneath a blanket she made,next to a fire she started. I, too often, force myselfto experience all of Ohio all of…
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If My Name Were a Verb
by Glen Armstrong My body is here again.It doesn’t want to be.I’m angryat my clothing. I feel unbalanced when I watchmovies about peoplestarting overin new towns. My body has been to Detroit.It’s best to say that dangerisn’t dangerous. I’m angrythat the sensuous yet pragmaticshape of a canegets wastedon Christmas candy. It’s best to say that…
Dream Noir 