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Al Ortolani: Picking Ticks Off the Dog

Pulling ticks is not for the faint at heart.

May 31, 2023 · 9 Comments

Elsa Gidlow: Chance

Strange that a single white iris
Given carelessly one slumbering spring midnight
Should be the first of love,
Yet life is written so.

May 26, 2023 · 6 Comments

Carlene M. Gadapee: Give Peace a Chance

The Burning World by Sherod Santos is a complicated and arresting mytho-historical and contemporary narrative demonstrating the pain of war and conflict.

May 25, 2023 · 5 Comments

Tony Gloeggler: Autistic Basketball

you rise with the memory
of your first taste of schoolyard
grace and lay it softly against 
the backboard

May 24, 2023 · 3 Comments

Connie Post: Estrangement     

you watch a burning city
from far away
and notice a pigeon flying towards you
gaining speed
pulling the sky’s edges with it

May 22, 2023 · 5 Comments

Barbara Edelman: Lot’s Wife

And now I look back
to see that recognition,
that love,
was the lesson I took

May 21, 2023 · 2 Comments

Laure-Anne Bosselaar: At the end of the Breakwater

Let the day open so wholly 
to light.

May 21, 2023 · 18 Comments

Octavio Paz: Motion

If you are the basket of oranges
I am the knife of the sun

May 19, 2023 · 9 Comments

James Davis May: Out Too Far

His wife, he’ll find out later, is worried
he hates them. How to tell her
that he sometimes doesn’t know how
he’s ended up in bed?

May 17, 2023 · 10 Comments

Dawn Potter: Late April

Ghosts shimmered on the broken doorstep,
rising through dust to become my own new skin

May 15, 2023 · 12 Comments

Video: John O’Donohue | Beanacht

And so may a slow
wind work these words
of love around you,
an invisible cloak
to mind your life.

May 14, 2023 · 6 Comments

Claude McKay: December, 1919

‘Tis ten years since you died, mother,
Just ten dark years of pain,
And oh, I only wish that I
Could weep just once again.

May 13, 2023 · 2 Comments

Elizabeth Drew Barstow Stoddard: Nameless Pain

I should be happy with my lot:
A wife and mother – is it not
Enough for me to be content?
What other blessing could be sent?

May 12, 2023 · 3 Comments

Greg Lobas: Her Animal Self

Hanging by a shred of flesh
next to the silky, glistening club of her ankle joint,
is a dangling puppet of a foot without the strings.

May 11, 2023 · 11 Comments

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