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Alex O’Neil boy or girl Once I wished I had been born a boy. I’m lying. I wished it time-over… Tomboy’s pigtails surfing the wind, …
"Poetry begins and ends with a rhyme." (D. Rudoy)
Zinovy Vayman Haibun For My Dentists My dentist meets me cheerfully and informs me that she has secured some time of the great doctor who …
Beth Woodcome Abrupt Emergency arrests summer and without a season I am without night. A lack of it will not be grievous, but tremendous. Tomorrow …
Kirby Wright At the Stanford Park The sun detonates the end of August. Date palms explode the sky. A boy with breasts backstrokes the pool. …
Cyril Wong 2 Poems Smoke I love to smoke in the dark. I love the shapes smoke makes. It is not night but almost morning. …
Kemel Zaldivar 2 Poems Ararat All of a sudden, forty cobras hurried out of the bush. The hikers ran. We sat on a log a …
Lisa Beatman an Arkansas senryu Car roof is stove in Power’s out till God knows when Tornado tango return to SHAMPOO 2
Mike Bucell [Don’t be so mean to me] “Don’t be so mean to me” you said in your make-shift voice that creaks like a floorboard …
Julio Peralta-Paulino l’chaim it was about six decades later but some jews were still leaving europe here in santo domingo the electricity is inconsistent albeit …