SHOCK WAVE BY ROBERT J. SAVINO
You never told me of those uneven
sidewalks, protruding in corners
and downpours of rain
creating sink pools of sewerage.
I guess the opportunity never surfaced,
so I had no appointment to grieve your pain.
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Cognitive Flame-Out by Wendy Thornton
“I’m terribly sorry,” he says in a voice so refined
you are surprised at politeness from this man
Dawning Destination By Anna Davidson
heaven sent us your fractured adolescence as foreplay learn to love a new
language in the orgasm of mystery and your feet will find steps ahead
GRANDMOTHER SITS BY H. MARTIN MALIN, JR.
Grandmother sits in the fraying white wicker chair on a warm September afternoon, on the wraparound porch, a few feet from her open, screened front door.
Read MoreFORGETTING BY JESSE RIO RUSSELL
Loss can arrive like a backlog of undelivered mail,
Clumps of envelopes bound by cracking rubber bands.
NOW BY CHARLENE STEGMAN MOSKAL
Now
I am impatient with my caution
to reach out, to touch,
to feel Hope’s tongue licking away doubt
MOHANNAD BY SHARON MACK
Mohannad sets his suitcase on the top of the dresser and follows me through the house, gliding along with almost ghost-like silence. I show him where the bathroom is, how to use the shower, the location for the hamper.
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IN WAITING BY DIANA RAAB
windows glisten with steam from the last breaths
which keep them with us for only a few more moments
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