“The Novel” by Eric McHenry
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“Under $6 a Bottle” by Dick Davis
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“The Love Ditty of an ’eartsick Pirate”: Katy Evans-Bush Gives us a Pirate Rendition of “Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock,” rhyme scheme intact!
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“Subterranean Cities” by John Foy
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“The Dowser’s Ear” by Wilmer Mills
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“Paradoxes and Oxymorons” by John Ashbery, read by D.J. Spooky
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“Fourteen Final Lines” by J. Allyn Rosser
The favored sight is that which disappears. Wise angels only hum, and hide their wings. Some toxins will not drain except by tears. The monkey throws his feces as he swings. In… Read More
“Tiger Face” by Stephen Dunn
Because you can be what you’re not for only so long, one day the tiger cub raised by goats wandered to the lake and saw himself. It was astounding to have a… Read More
“OCD” by Erica Dawson
The learned men call it all a true Emergency, the summer’s long, Tireless drought. And I walk through The public park breaking the thong Of my flip flop, limping in strong Heat… Read More
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“Dido, It Would Have Ended Anyway” by Deborah Warren
Dido, it would have ended anyway. Command the sun to linger at its crest in hot abeyance—order noon to stand stopped, as if there isn’t any west— maybe you can get it… Read More
“April Arsenal” by Ernest Hilbert, in the new issue of Measure
I look up when I hear the sound of rain. At first, I think it is the sound of leaves Blown on the street, then remember it is spring. It washes fast… Read More
“Difficult Body” by Mark Wunderlich
A story: There was a cow in the road, struck by a semi— half-moon of carcass and jutting legs, eyes already milky with dust and snow, rolled upward as if tired of… Read More
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“Olives” by A.E. Stallings
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“Echo” by Rick Barot
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“Couple from Hell #11” by Craig Arnold
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“Kaleidoscope for Kaleidoscope” by Paul Siegell
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“Wild nights! Wild nights!” by Emily Dickinson
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“The Triumph of Marsyas” by Rachel Wetzsteon
I stood, all puss and muscle, at the stake. And thinking that was that, you went and picked your pipes up, snickered, and proclaimed a week of merriment. Meanwhile a small dog… Read More