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Morning Coffee

By Yuu Ikeda Morning coffeeemits fragrance of new dawn My skinmixes with the fragrance,andplays a mellow andsugary day This warmth is only mineThis calmness is only mine To feel the…

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This Love

By Yuu Ikeda Sharpness of lovepierces my silent skinthat wants softness of eternity This love is so sharpthat I can’t make a pendant of forever Like needles of loneliness,this love…

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Ode to my Uterus

By Katherine Flannery Dering O river in flood season!Wise elders notched granite pillarsto record your highs.Sobek, Horus—the gods adored you.Crocodiles crept and falcons flew. O, the tantrums you threw!—Like a…

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Poker Face

By Yuu Ikeda Screams of her soulnever make tattoos of tears Her cheeks are always dry,although she wants to moisturize thereby deepest pains Howls of her soulnever make pendants of…

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The Usurpers

By Sergio Riaño The Usurpers was made with the intention of being a critique of the greedy society in which we are living today. I was driven by bad experiences…

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I’m Okay Dad

By Robert Pegel The light will never go out.I see blackbirds and butterfliesblue orbs and sunrise.Pain drenched tears in my eyes.Sleepless nights, mind blowingearth-shattering surprise.Flash a peace sign to the…

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The Anatomy of a Funeral

By Jessica Lee McMillian Standard-issue funeral optiontombstones are concrete slabslike ashes in a cardboard box,aggregate mixtures of concrete sprawl,a parade through life and death we can’t commemorate. The horizontal sidewalk ribsset…

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You, a telephone conversation

By Barenya Tripathy It coils over a distance,twisting, twisting, twisting…Stay shut & listen as the mouth runs,You open your mouth: it’s a static.Like a signal, you stay on high risesAnd…

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Give me shelter

By Ramzi Albert Rihani The horizon in her eyes seems closer than waterA morning breeze caresses her hairAs if announcing a fearful shadowLonging to meet her pure soul and share“Give…

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Our Kingdom Come

By David Leonard Thankfully the privacy curtain blocked his daughter’s view of her hospital room’s doorway. Dave knew his wife had called her Priest; she was very active in the…

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