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Falon Muire: Untitled

The only thing that seems to change when the sun begins to rise in the city is the color of the sky When light pollution becomes a natural…

Allie Matheu: Untitled

Louis Petrich: The Chorus of Cicadas

That chord I do not have In me to play just yet. New pegs I must set down, Strings that will not blister, Notes to learn from the…

Stuart Lombard: Palatable

Rose Pelham: For I am a kidnapper

For I am a kidnapper, You are no willing victim. — I know the feeling Of my enemies’ traps. Their old snares Lie upon this path: A means…

Sasha Grand: Alteration

A young man longed to sing but his throat was obscured with clunks and croaks ––the eery whisper of age. He cut out his Adam’s apple and swallowed…

Rose Pelham: Street Singer

Ivan Syritsyn: Silentium

Fyodor Tyutchev Be silent, keep hidden and conceal What you may dream and what you feel. Instead in depths of soul let them rise And lift themselves In…

Tressie Rhoades: Untitled

George Ward: A Demonstration Regarding the Definition of the Term Killing Time

the amount of time you have / amount of things you have to do = how long time feels = 1 / how short time feels You might…