By Andy Chen
On my sixth day of Covid I venture
with tea, a notebook, and the last of the peaches
out back to our…
with tea, a notebook, and the last of the peaches
out back to our…
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- By Jane HuffmanThe dilemma
is one of expression.
My expression,
my cough, speaks for me.
What I want
to express is very … - By Shlagha BorahWhen my grandfather was on his deathbed, he didn’t
move toward the light. At his feet, there were four… - By Austin AllenKeyed up after a sleepless flight,
we stared at the Place de la Comédie:
the stone Graces glowing pink… - By Anne Halsey1. Recent death of mother, keeps house for old father.
- By Kevin PruferThe sprayed cockroach doesn’t know
it’s already dead.
It’ll scratch around
behind the refrigerator
while… - By Linda HoganThere is a woman who lives on a bed.
She is awake
watching the magpie that comes each morning.
Awake… - By Linda HoganSleep with your face visible so the young will remember you are with them.
You want the others to see… - By Nii Ayikwei ParkesSome mid days, blank moments in loud
gatherings when I fall from the conversations’
sweetening threads… - By Courtney Conradone of twelve, your sisters’ favorite
and nightmare. Your forearm, an interceptor
for knives aimed at … - By Eleni Sikelianos & Courtney StephensAsklepius: the god of medicine.
Asklepius had a daughter who was the goddess of universal remedy: Panacea.... - By Bruce BondWe would only get so far,
given the casualties
buried in each point of view.
This one, this one, this… - By Jim Johnstoneis just a garden, really.
A plot of land where you might reach down
to touch the snow
and crystallize.
… - By Ellen June WrightWhen you wake from a troubled sleep,
after you’ve used the bathroom, don’t go back.
Walk down the hall… - By Stanley PlumlyThe euphemism is “infusion” when confusion is what happens, and depends on no time in particular especially…
- By Georgio RussellWithin this simple chapel, located near the navel
of the little clinic, the walls are all the white
of… - By Rochelle Hurt[as jumping from a plane. easier—a bridge. as tripping on a shoelace. as blinking your eyes. as breathing…
- By Peter KlineIf we’re put here long enough, someone’s bound to learn something. The sweep of the second hand erases…
- By Brittany PerhamThe doctor tells her what she can’t eat
no grains no nuts no beans no sugar a tomato is OK
but no skins… - By Ross WhiteI’m not the first man to lose his father
slowly, not the first to wonder
when I walk in the room if the…