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Two Poems, by Adrian C. Louis

Invis­i­ble Places of Refuge Deep inside myself, I am run­ning out of places to hide. I am an old man, a dirty old man & the world we knew is fad­ing fast away. I can­not say how I became cov­ered … Con­tin­ue read­ing

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Two Poems by Tim Peeler

Rougher Beast I took my train­ing from dad­dy, Drunk­en wak­ing me at three am With a belt buck­le across my legs. First three or four licks left red welts; Then I numbed and hard­ened, Nev­er giv­ing in when he screamed … Con­tin­ue read­ing

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Poems by John Stupp

Angels Angels are strangers bump­ing into you a poet wrote— I read it in Poet­ry so it must be true if so the odds are good as a city com­muter I will encounter angels more fre­quent­ly than a farmer in … Con­tin­ue read­ing

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Two Poems, by Roy Bentley

Adri­ana Ivan­ci­ch and Ernest Hem­ing­way Beside a Stuffed Lion Head I place this cir­cle of stones for the liv­ing; May we and oth­ers not go beyond it in life; May we all live to a hun­dred autumns, Dri­ving death away … Con­tin­ue read­ing

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Five Poems by Richard L. Gegick

THE OCEAN Tony’s been a cook here ever since he was placed in the renew­al cen­ter over a decade ago. Twice a GED fail­ure, he can bare­ly read, but knows how to cook a steak, how to work hard, show … Con­tin­ue read­ing

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Two Poems by Tiff Holland

Saltines We was all afraid of that bridge, just ropes and slats, spaces between where the crick came right up at you if you looked down at it, and Bil­ly, that’s what we called him, after the fairy-tale, squat­tin’ under­neath. … Con­tin­ue read­ing

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Two Poems by Teisha Dawn Twomey

Wan­derun­lust I want to believe in truck stop din­ers blue­ber­ry pan­cakes, vaca­tion vil­lages on the way to nev­er ever again land. By morn­ing, I’d think any place could be home. I con­tin­ue to car­ry old key chains with me. They … Con­tin­ue read­ing

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Poems by Marian Veverka

After the Vic­tims were Buried Every­one went back to the farm­house where Friends and wives of neigh­bors had set out food. At first there was just the sounds of chew­ing and Swal­low­ing and maybe a child pip­ing up a few … Con­tin­ue read­ing

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Three Poems by Teisha Twomey

Mem­o­ry of a Pool Shark You told me I was a good shot, the same way you praised me when I knocked that eight ball into the cor­ner pock­et before you could. I had to call them out loud, when … Con­tin­ue read­ing

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Five Poems by Christopher Prewitt

A Farmer’s Son   I am a farmer’s son Every­one thinks My heart’s in reces­sion Because most things I eat I first have to raise But it is not Fun even to shoe a horse I have thoughts Despite the … Con­tin­ue read­ing

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