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FIVE POEMS

Brian Alan Ellis
The Pros of Smashing My Phone Right Now   My mom wouldn’t be able to call asking for money and I wouldn’t have to deal with the emotional strai...
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Four Love Poems

Chuck Young
the life & death of an arborist  a nectarine hyperaware of its pit worried that the bites i’ve taken have already been much too big that my jaw is sti...
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Wednesdays

Grace Handy
How are you today? How’s your self care? Shut the fuck up you fucking bureaucrat Even if you did give a shit I wouldn’t give a shit that you give a shit Don...
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Lauren Bender
After two weeks of thinking minimalist, talking minimalist, breathing   minimalist(!) I dream of buying groceries   in a superstore, cart loaded beyond c...
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you and i

Adrian Song
preferably able to be summed up with some sort of  dramatic metaphor. something like - falling in love with you was like being hit by an ambulance - or somethin...
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Cool Kids

David M. Taylor
Having anxiety isn’t cool like being bipolar, and you don’t get bumper sticker slogans scribbled with advice about life.   You don’t get to wri...
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I’m Afraid

Kat Giordano
it’s 1:05 am on a work night and i’m afraid to write a poem. i’m afraid of finding out the version of me who worries about it being 1:05 am on a work night ...
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The Beard

Evan Nicholls
My wife wears a beard made of goat hair. She is only putting the false one on until she can grow a beard herself. When we walk to the twenty-four-seven, she twi...
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Missed Connections

Chelsea Bunn
Waiting for the downtown 6 at 5 o’clock, my other life comes rushing back in waves. A man straps an accordion to his chest, opens and closes its bellows, d...
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pov

Shannon Cawley
i was a part of that birdhouse the one that matched the green shutters and fed all of the hummingbirds. do you know the one too? i was a part of tha...
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dish soap

Raina K. Puels
love sticks to the tongue like peanut butter.  like orbit-confined earth.  like a dog straining against her leash.  like left swipers’ thumb cramping.  like lea...
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removed

Shea Fitzpatrick
The last time we ate takeout on your bed we watched old Hills episodes before Heidi’s plastic surgery What followed was a summer in which you got really into po...
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