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Soil, poem by Joshua Michael Stewart

She needs to get rid of the revolver wrapped in the blood-splat­tered dress tucked under­neath her driver’s seat. She parks the Chevy on the shoul­der of a grav­el road, the engine ticks in the morn­ing blaze while cicadas drone their … Con­tin­ue read­ing

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Sestina for a Powder, poetry by Joshua Michael Stewart

She’s lis­ten­ing to the clock—the heart­beat that mocks the blood that pumps inside this house. She clicks her tongue in time with the sound that knocks against walls, and mim­ics heel-to-toe boots on red­wood floors. There’re knick­knacks to dust and … Con­tin­ue read­ing

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Poems by Joshua Michael Stewart

GO TO SLEEP YOU LITTLE BABY In her arms is a blue-eyed boy with a dirty face. Under her flow­ered dress, she has anoth­er on the way. They’ve been liv­ing out of an ’85 Buick Riv­iera, park­ing all along the … Con­tin­ue read­ing

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APOSTROPHE AT THE WHATELY DINER, poem by Joshua Michael Stewart

The wait­ress has a hum­ming­bird tat­too behind her ear. She sings Volare, over the clank­ing and clat­ter. I sit in a booth next to a win­dow. I let the sun warm my hands as I wait for my soup and … Con­tin­ue read­ing

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