Two Poems | William Fargason

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When the Editor Asks if the Suicidal Ideation is a Persona in his rejection email     I appreciate it honestlyI do but     I wish he was right that that endless tunnel was just    

Ode to Silence | Sam Canney

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at Lake Lugano, Switzerland You sit between eachwave rocking this stone worldlike a cradle. The peaks & troughs of me,my life, delight to beholdall that you offer. When you gently close a

Two Poems | Jordan Escobar

Flood Irrigation Beneath the branches, I see myselfreflected in a puddle at my feet. I see you. I see us. I see our yearscast oblong into the great shimmering  wetness. The inverted

Two Poems | Pearson Prudent

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Casino 1.Continent of seat peoplein the salat of coming up short.Finger to the button like leaf’s dawn wave: hardly wind when the winningstill sleeps. 2. In indoor noon, they slumplike the airlifted saved in basketswho,

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