Archive for Literary
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MAKING PARTS • by Kip
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Tomorrow will be my anniversary; the little black x on the calendar above my toolbox tells me so. Thirty-three years I’ve worked here. A lifetime, making small metal parts for airplanes, bombs, medical devices. I can make anything. I could have been an engineer, architect, a teacher or doctor, but the girl got pregnant and [...]
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3:43 • by Marta Eidsvåg 8 Comments
The way there’s nothing to smell anymore, the air doesn’t move, the clock’s cold tick-tock above his head, cat scratches the door, wants to paw his shirt’s shabby flannel one last time before it’s too late, his bed knows they’re waiting, so he breathes them all away. Marta Eidsvåg is a Norwegian poet studying [...]
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THE BREATH OF GOD • by David LaBounty 16 Comments
I remember how it was the twilight the moon so very low, the aching light poured through the upstairs window like some soft gentle gloom it was back- to- face, it was always back- to- something & that terminal kiss on your shoulder so pale and benign wasn’t like the setting of the sun or [...]
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SAT • by David W. Clary 5 Comments
gazed unintently up at the parade passing skyward. titans, great ships, whole mountains alight and moving as effortlessly as though history had never been, like the gravity of grief bore no weight. just breeze, free, casting shadows as big as legends. laid lazy in the reeds blew memories from dandelions, cast hurt amongst the [...]
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HOW MOTHER IS • by Rumjhum Biswas 13 Comments
Mother is tired. Mother is slow, mother is old. We all know. We are impatient. We are cruel, we are strong. Mother knows. Mother forgives. Her tears veiled in onion peels. Mother retreats into her quiet shell. Insecure, unsure. Homeless in her own home. Rumjhum Biswas has been writing poetry almost since she learned to [...]
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TERRACOTTA OIL LAMP • by Garth Von Buchholz 7 Comments
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ONE DAILY GRIND • by F. John Sharp 5 Comments
A troupe of jugglers and clowns parades past my house every day, precisely at eleven. I unfold a lawn chair, drag out a cooler of Sam Adams, settle in for the denial curbside. I laugh, clap, raise a bottle; house wives shoot ugly looks, keep their kids away from my yard. The parade lasts [...]
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THE WEIGHT OF WATER • by Louise Osborn 5 Comments
My body is a heavy sand bag, from mid-back to little water balloon toes. If I leaned I would tip over, and gravity would pin me to the ground with magnetic sand and water tension, not asking me to rise yet, until the sun had steamed off the wet, and lifted every leaf stuck [...]
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SUMMER SOLDUST • by E.C.Well 1 Comment
(I’ve) been moving along lines (like) a small object animated. whisping away; along ledges; scampering; In one of those sorts that’s so that the doctor can’t see me now. Quite quiet through and through. Shh. The clock is getting excited. The tick and the tock are no longer smooth and effortless. There is a [...]
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KETTLE OF HAWKS • by Richard M. O’Donnell 5 Comments
Uncover the bones On the Trail of Tears Mountain Meadow Auschwitz Columbine Crusade for gems in baby’s guts Collect gold teeth and scalps Ignore the collateral damage And the faces on the milk cartons You don’t think yourself Capable Culpable? See the swirling kettle of hawks Perform [...]
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