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Nov 4, 2022
Veronica Patterson
Dream on the Ides "What sayst thou to me now? Speak once again." William Shakespeare, Julius Caesar The dream opens in a room of dusky...
Oct 31, 2022
Linda Lown-Klein
Leaving Traces I huddle in the back of an open pickup truck near the Lebanese border. Only gray skies and cliffs, green fields below....
Oct 31, 2022
E.V. Noechel
After Dinner, When You Ask What I Fear Most I keep a growing encyclopedia catalogued alphabetically by name, color, and caliber. Always...
Oct 31, 2022
Emily MacGriff
In the Hallway The day my Mother was raped Did the oak floorboards creak with age wafting in tobacco-scented draft around my padded soft...
Oct 31, 2022
Brian Builta
Dear Austin, I used the last of your Burt’s Bees. Also drank the last of your Gatorade, ate your opened raspberry and vanilla crème...
Oct 31, 2022
LC Gutierrez
Rollin’ like I was bulletproof, on payday night, I would glide my bike through the 7th Ward, of New Orleans, the street level as a coffin...
Oct 31, 2022
Karen Kilcup
Spring Again This one was bad: I’m in bed with someone, I don’t know who, and I’m wrestling with sweaty sheets. My mother, who is...
Oct 31, 2022
Kirsti Sandy
Governor’s Island Bridge It’s like one of those bridges in songs, he said But I thought he meant Over troubled waters, or the kind of...
Oct 31, 2022
Jane Vacante
Hide And Seek I made the game you mother me daughter we play the same each tries to outfox the other up at dawn track the next drink down...
Oct 31, 2022
Craig Sipe
Sunday Open House in the Country Sheds are useful things, like tools, so the vise and crank-stone grinder were still mounted to the bench...
Oct 31, 2022
Irene Sherlock
Drought I unwind the hose, walk the garden beds considering who to favor—who not— pass the thirsty hellebore, shriveled ferns. Sorry, I...
Oct 31, 2022
Karen Mandell
The Lemon Tree in the Living Room The heavy-duty plastic crackled as I shifted my weight on the couch. Straight ahead, in front of the...
Oct 31, 2022
Jocelyn Ulevicus
How To Open Up And Like It Raising my arms overhead to replicate a deer, laughing our asses off because in no way did I look like a deer,...
Oct 31, 2022
Linda Laderman
Elegy for Second Chances At first, surrounded by the suddenness of your death, I convinced myself you were out walking with your dogs. In...
Oct 31, 2022
Philip Wexler
Understanding Shaded by the blue flowering wisteria, my sister and I small talked on the recycled plastic bench before she welled up with...
Oct 31, 2022
D. Walsh Gilbert
Lughnasadh Cow parsley circles the foot of an Edith blue spruce like so many flower-girls surrounding a bride. Not even the rain can...


Oct 31, 2022
Greg Clary
Anomaly Stepping Honor System Ice Sons of Italy Steel City Ukrainian Home Greg Clary is a retired college professor who was born and...
Oct 31, 2022
Lisa Zimmerman
View from the Car Window A brown and white dog is trotting down the sidewalk, a small shepherd mix with a feathery tail. He’s clearly...
Oct 31, 2022
Jason Emde
sitting on a gifu street corner at 9 a.m. on a saturday, thinking about john lent & sweating, hot already but blue sky after a week of...
Oct 31, 2022
Lesley Kimball
Lament I couldn't hate Mitch McConnell more. I know hate is only fear—only— of those who aren't afraid. You reading this 100 years from...
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