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"Poetry begins and ends with a rhyme." (D. Rudoy)
Barbara Jane Reyes Offering in my apartment’s hidden corners, i have placed two ceramic bowls, containing hopes. cobalt, periwinkle; lotus flower patterns. two smoothed, polished …
Suzy Saul The Tao of Now “Time comes from the future, which does not yet exist, into the present which has …
MTC Cronin The Bats Are Out for Virginia Saketas Why could you trust a man? The night has let the bats out My …
Michael Schiavo ‘You Seek a Great Fortune’ Letting loose the children to the graveyard, she becomes A bog filled with mosaic women, tiny-breasted, lithe, A …
Denise Duhamel Canzone of a Shoe Salesgirl You could never tell who would want to try on the pumps and who would want to try …
Amit Dwibedy (the fifth of may) so more is more and i wed myself to night …
Michael Farrell the il der der the . the il the der . . the il the il il il der der le le . …
Carmen Gimenez-Rosello Cities, I Still Love You There’s a picture of our old life in our wallet shoved deep down into the basement. Where did …
David Hess 2 Poems Are We There Yet? Why can’t we explain why looking at something makes us cry? Just by looking at it. As …
Barbara Johnson Sheepdung Estates Poopy Poem The wind exhaled, and two oak leaves skipped over each other trying to get my attention dancing uphill vain …