A DANCE FOR FAIR NOBODY ANTHONY WILLIAM SLATER
I like to think the stars may see,
And the moon cross paths with memory.
As I dance a jig to fair nobody.
Will anyone ever see me?
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STREET BEGGAR BY FELIX NEALS
Words begging, words prostituting,
words with hard heels click
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I live in Columbia, S.C. where my family has been actively involved in Jewish life for several generations. Thirty-two years ago, when I told them about my Christian resolve, they reacted with swift antagonism. I had crossed an...
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The firelight ebbs
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It was ninety-two degrees outside, and the AC in my car was out. When I walked into the building, the cool air chilled my back, still damp with my sweat. My face was already flushed, so I loosened my black tie a little bit and...
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I’ve noticed
That if I notice
At least five unique sights, sounds, or smells
On my morning walks,
Then I know I am present
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I loved her, this fire woman. Not at first, you see. Fallen women had only themselves to blame then. But yes, I loved her as much as I loved myself; can I dare say so now? I loved this combustible lass with the horrific...
Read MoreTHE SHOE FITS BY TED DAVIS
With a wink and grin, Jimmy McBean
could size you right and slip you on that
supple pair of penny loafers
HE LOOKS AT JUDITH BLAIR BY JONATHAN BRACKER
Only, the boy wasn’t Coop, and he knew it.
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DAVID GRAVES-Illustrator
Star Child This Too Shall Pass Mother of Pearls Resting Place Goodbye Antebellum website:...
Read MoreABOUT MY MAMA BY DAN KELTY
she perhaps was never meant to know
how gelid things become
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