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Poor White Girl, poem by David Jibson

You’ve seen her before serv­ing greasy fried pota­toes at Denny’s, clean­ing rooms at Motel 6, or sell­ing gas and cig­a­rettes at Mini-Mart. One day she’ll mar­ry a boy Who stacks lum­ber at Home Depot, lays car­pet or dri­ves a tow truck and knows how … Con­tin­ue read­ing

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Bear Takes a Meeting (Trinity Ridge)

Our Com­plaints & Ques­tions Bureau is based in the bot­tom of a dry well. We will help you down there if you wish to file a report on my asso­ciates’ con­duct. Which creek-bed is your favorite? We’ll mud you in, blame acci­den­tal … Con­tin­ue read­ing

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The Last Thanksgiving, poem by Taylor Collier

first appeared in Tar Riv­er Poet­ry Spring 2010 Dur­ing din­ner my uncle's behind the house help­ing a heifer through her first deliv­ery. Inside, dry turkey, hot din­ner rolls. The heifer's cries bel­low­ing through the house. Green beans, sweet pota­toes, and corn­bread stuff­ing. All … Con­tin­ue read­ing

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Dot the I’s and Cross the T’s , poem by Joy Bowman

On her deathbed she asks me if I can still play  the piano, and begins to sing of jasper roads. I search the linen for for­got­ten cro­chet nee­dles  she swears are under the cush­ions.    Her hands nev­er stop mov­ing, trem­bling out  … Con­tin­ue read­ing

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New Year's Day, poem by CL Bledsoe

One of the junkies in the back­seat spoke up to ask, “Should there be so much smoke behind us?” A wall of gray poured from the car. I took the first exit, won­der­ing how far I could make it before the explo­sion, no flames … Con­tin­ue read­ing

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Down by The River, poem by Charles Swanson

(A poet­ic com­ment on Breece D’J Pancake’s short sto­ry “A Room For­ev­er”) Between cold build­ings, out to the slate gray riv­er a view as flat as old year’s end. A room, a room for­ev­er, not because of heav­en— instead because of death. … Con­tin­ue read­ing

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Tsunami, poem by Melissa Helton

My entire nation pitch­es for­ward, ocean water turned vio­lent. It was a slow rise that we couldn’t detect in the open sea. But now we can see it, an air­less wall at crest peak, that moment of full lungs ceas­ing to breathe … Con­tin­ue read­ing

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Of My Great Uncle, poem by Amanda Kelley

Now that you are gone what I remem­ber most is the size of your hands—as big as oven mitts I see them wrapped around a hoe han­dle, then imag­ine them in box­ing gloves when you were young: The sound of the bell and your … Con­tin­ue read­ing

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Trinity Ridge Zoological, poem by Todd Mercer

The Holy Roller Church of Ser­pents is set in a notch of a steep knob. You cross a rope-bridge to get there, remove your think­ing cap to roll with the irra­tional spec­ta­cle when Rev­erend Right­eous taunts the snakes, tests his faith … Con­tin­ue read­ing

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Making Ends Meet, poem by Teisha Dawn Twomey

A good rule of thumb, is to pull the fine thread through a length twice the stretch. Wind the string in a semi-cir­­cle to make a loop, pull the ends through, tie the split twin tails taut togeth­er knot­ted twice or … Con­tin­ue read­ing

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