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Ashes And Reflections by Claudia Shaldervan

Ashes And Reflections by Claudia Shaldervan

The moon dances in ten veils of glory, On two peaks where I stood and watched the world 

Massacre enemy and kin in the rat race. I flew disguised as a swallow, Closed lids, broken beak, I flew around the earth six times. I once…

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Ai by Gabrielle L. Randall

can I be a prayer beneath blood orange mornings in bhutan the tara river before tourists the red sea before it swallowed pharaohs what the ganges river meant to be? or if you can’t turn me into a river can I be a pair of…

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Index by Lior Zayat

Index by Lior Zayat

Ambrosia. 5 Becoming an aspect of heat. 3 Black onyx cup. 1 Bleeding like any other injury. 4 Breathing in magma, and. 3 Carmine. 1 Clean Steel. 4 Drawn out. 5 Dying to the surface world. 3 Fat petals dropping off the stem. 5 Flint…

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sonido y silencio by t.g.

sonido y silencio by t.g.

music/ˈmju:zɪk/   noun (no plural) the arrangement of sound and silence in time.   my grandmother’s skin is as brown as the earth,   like the clay beneath grass,   and her voice is the gravel found in it.      my father cried the first…

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Rungs by Iain Mcdonald

Rungs by Iain Mcdonald

How many ladders have been descended at the same rate of ascension? I watched two young boys step by step up cascading rows at first, in beautiful synchronicity. The bottom passes the top causing the quick dissolve of his breath hitting the rungs, it hurt…

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Dream Wife by Caitlyn Duffy

Dream Wife by Caitlyn Duffy

the nail polishes all look like death when they perch like that demented birds, ripped beaks, snickering at me like tombstones. i told my mother to teach me how to apply my lipstick and she did. i was pretty and new. i was painted just….

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Greetings from the Summer Radio Realm by Sydney Brey

Greetings from the Summer Radio Realm by Sydney Brey

Pinball recall of trailer park pale people hailed from the Summer Radio Realm. Playing on the supermarket sense, once a week, teenager man on the front porch coast sails for May. You had smack stuck connected golf-ball-sized tales selling wind as vegetables and paper as…

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By The Inconstant Moon by Ella Stanborough

By The Inconstant Moon by Ella Stanborough

on the journey of your life you may find a traveling companion who grows promises like leaves on a tree and the door to a little room inside yourself opens to let in the green, the air, the light but come autumn, the leaves darken…

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Lilies by Ella Stanborough

Lilies by Ella Stanborough

Within the garden, lilies slowly creep. Along the edges of that darkened grove, The flowers bloom and roots in the dirt sleep. The moss-encrusted well is cool and deep, Surrounded by green shoots of growing clove; Yet stubborn, greedy lilies calmly creep. The angle of…

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Perfume by Jennifer Rostowsky

Perfume by Jennifer Rostowsky

Children twist in merry dance Swinging their fragile limbs And shaking as if mad. They bend and snap. Knotting their bodies together in intricate patterns. Fingers woven together Weaved like vines as they taunt each other to continue their dance. Faster, faster, the children dance….

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