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OUR Works
Halsey Hyer
Please Share This.
By Halsey Hyer / Poetry / Due to the abuse I've endured from [redacted] over the past two years I won’t be the same again. Please share...
Ace Boggess
The Door and I
By Ace Boggess / Poetry / I unlock the door. I open the door. I step through space where the door existed. I close the door behind me....
Ivy Raff
North Coast Vista
Sans Souci, Trinidad By Ivy Raff / Poetry / Terrible as she is turquoise, the sea chops, roars, wakes shock of forest-clothed hills,...
Corena Young-Dixon
A Good Mourning
By Corena Young-Dixon / Poetry / I’m sorry for the way I mourn those you’ve lost. I often look the way toward happier things, toward...
Eric Wang
Chilling at the Mandopop Karaoke Bar
By Eric Wang / Poetry / and when she sings the moon represents my heart maybe what she means is the distance, as in maybe i don’t look as...
Kay Parke
Contentment
By Kay Parke / Poetry / The sweetness of a summer peach on the tongue, daylily’s orange bloom lasts a single sun’s round, day’s crimson...
Adrienne Oliver
Arrangement
By Adrienne Oliver / Poetry / Silence isn’t quiet. Quiet is the sound of homes falling asleep or car traffic dying down and restaurants...
Joseph Byrd
A short history of my personal eclipse
By Joseph Byrd / Poetry / Half seeing is whole seeing, if being clear is the ultimate opacity. Once I had the audacity to be found...
Jonathan Chan
the spectacular
By Jonathan Chan / Poetry / “I needed unerased paper, transparent faith. That’s how that day went for me.” - Shin Hae Uk, trans....
S.J. Pearce
Penelopiad
By S.J. Pearce / Poetry / Cast on fifteen stitches in tiny yarn: gauge-one needles, a millimeter thick, and knit yourself an amulet: a...
Allisa Cherry
Grief
By Allisa Cherry / Poetry / Cut it all back I hear myself tell him. All the bright length I kept as my hair grew in silver. Eight or nine...
LaRita Dixon
Black Woman
By LaRita Dixon / Poetry / I remember the day I discovered that I was a black woman I had looked into mirrors all my life And I had seen...
JoAnn Zhang
Tahitian Sunset
by JoAnn Zhang / Poetry / A thick blue knit tucks over the edge, over and over some massless thing the fishermen cannot see. They go by...
Mark Belair
Yet Colder
by Mark Belair / Poetry / A dark cloud cover broods by hauling a hole above which a darker, yet colder cloud cover holds. * Ice cubes,...
Meghan Kemp-Gee
Kingston
by Meghan Kemp-Gee / Poetry / It’s January 2006 and here’s how cold it is: Everyone’s wearing armor under their jeans. It’s a clear day...
Claire Olivares
The Broken Vase
by Claire Olivares / Poetry / The broken Japanese vase offered with sorrow colors of a clear river not just a vessel for holding blooms...
Gail Nielsen
Caution to the Wind
by Gail Nielsen / Poetry / I once threw caution to the wind but the direction changed, and it was snagged by the branch of an aspen at...
Bella Bromberg
Grocery Store
by Bella Bromberg / Poetry / I wanna go to the grocery store with you. In your presence, the mundane is an adventure too. I wanna run...
Brian Yapko
Billy's Favorite Color
by Brian Yapko / Poetry / His favorite tree was the cherry, how he loved the riot of pink fluttering blossoms in April, the rich ruby...
Iris Litt
My Mother's Plant
by Iris Litt / Poetry / It tried to die with my mother whether from neglect or empathy we’ll never know. My son the gardener and...
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