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Tim Lynch

August 28, 2019

It was the mid-1700s in south-central France. Something was killing their children.
It sprang out from tree-lines & stole them into shade. […]

Jeanne Obbard

August 28, 2019

For the mothers who cry the most and their
faces are crumpled flowers. For the fathers who suddenly
[…]

Sage Curtis

July 24, 2019

I keep running away, following
            highway lines, following yellow.
Years of Octobers wear thick […]

Irène P. Mathieu

July 24, 2019

at the grocery store            the bagger’s sharp
white smile            his have a nice day […]

Jaime Zuckerman

July 24, 2019

On Pico Island, whales nurse
off the coast. Each day,
a man climbs a tower and watches […]

Sôz

June 26, 2019

i feel the urge of my mother
married too soon
they set me out
on a path of men […]

Laton Carter

June 26, 2019

A fly scribbles its orbit.
Sun through my eyelids

blood-orange, shocks of white on black, […]

Tyrone S. Palmer

June 5, 2019

I often wonder how my death will be staged.

In the fated            fatal            mise-en-scène
will I be running? Will my hands […]

Meghann Plunkett

June 5, 2019

Afterward, we become
            our own security
systems.            Dress differently. […]

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