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by Tim Young, posted 29 hours ago 4343 views77 comments55 favs

When exactly does cheese go bad? it simply does not, I say.

Holding My Husband

by Beate Sigriddaughter, posted 31 hours ago 5353 views66 comments55 favs

We are only two small people doing our best.

Empty Pocket

by Chris Okum, posted 3 days ago 8686 views55 comments55 favs


Hell We Were American

by Steven Gowin, posted 3 days ago 7676 views99 comments88 favs

We danced the pee dance after too much Seven Up and tasted odd Jello dishes.

Reckoning (the beginning)

by Mathew Paust, posted 4 days ago 115115 views1111 comments55 favs

I first laid eyes on him at the funeral parlor. The man Homer Price told me was called Monkey Dick.

A dress

by Erika Byrne-Ludwig, posted 5 days ago 8989 views1313 comments99 favs

My poetry is bare, showing its pink and purplish imperfections and its injuries. I buy it a dress to hide its bruises, to ornate it a little, to make it smile. On its rather ugly and mishaped body, the dress looks comical, ridiculous, clumsy, like a bird with a broken wing.…

Artemisia at Her Canvas

by Sam Rasnake, posted Oct 17, 2020 112112 views1010 comments1010 favs

a slow and beautiful silence

there was a shameful attempt to steal fire and now the vultures always come for my livers and my God I Am sorry

by M. F. Sullivan, posted Oct 17, 2020 122122 views11 comment11 fav

The Divine and merciful Understanding Calls out to me But let me not speak its name. You are an unworthy hearer And I am a secret-keeper, cunning With keen thoughts and prayers of swift Justice Single is our thought and act And when we pray we know not what it…

Internet Revolutionary

by stephen hastings-king, posted Oct 14, 2020 168168 views22 comments11 fav

The sentences didn’t tell accessible yarns, they imparted secret knowledge. They were restless on the surface of things, drawn to inner workings and systems and the inner workings of systems..

Gone To The Dogs

by John Riley, posted Oct 13, 2020 146146 views1313 comments1010 favs

The dog stands in the front yard, his white fur turning red and yellow in the August sun. He moved into the house last month. In our one conversation he'd explained he was the first member of his family to own a home. It is a nice house with a circular driveway. The grass…

Slydexia for the Unimpaired in Eight Acts

by strannikov, posted Oct 11, 2020 141141 views44 comments33 favs

You tell its approach soon as veal resists both knife and fork, quick neutrinos land in internet ruby climes.

Notes to the Dead

by Shawn Misener, posted Oct 11, 2020 170170 views33 comments22 favs

The kind of poem poets write and read. I mean, hey I was feelin’ it HARD at 3:24 am, and this is what spilled out.

The Fixer

by Todd Maupin, posted Oct 11, 2020 105105 views22 comments11 fav

When someone asks me what I do, I tell them that I am a fixer. I fix things. There is nothing that cannot be fixed. Will it ever be as good as new? That is subjective, but I will fix it for you.

The Seagulls at the parking lot

by Agnes Ezra Arabella, posted Oct 11, 2020 116116 views77 comments66 favs

Turningturning the pale grey spotShe sits in her carin the parking lotwith the radio onleaning back picking a thin piece of skin from her fingerTurningturningthe seagulls move aroundand aroundabove the asphaltas though it was the wavewith its…

You Better Quit Your Runnin' Around

by Jerry Ratch, posted Oct 11, 2020 118118 views44 comments33 favs

I remember it was late at night I was with Johnny Appleseed’s younger brother Bruce Bruce Appleseed He was the lead singer for the band Fake Moustache Turns out he was just a bum Set on vibrate Who’d bought a 10-gallon hat once But h

4 Haiku

by Mark Reep, posted Oct 11, 2020 108108 views88 comments77 favs

we wanted summer: Distillers at Myhalyk's all those cancelled shows

The Green Light

by Darryl Price, posted Oct 10, 2020 106106 views44 comments44 favs

Like Aurora, my favorite color is moss green. Anything else is a lie told to throw you off the scent. You will abandon her. Just like you will abandon me. Green. We were walking through the thick leaves, looking for the way in. That kind of silence.…

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