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Poetry

The Shock of Recognition by Frank Freeman

when I was watchingan interview with a veteranwho had had to observeatomic bomb explosionshim sitting therewith this baseball mitton his right handwith cuts back and forthfrom him to scenes ofsoldiers in the desertthe flash of lightthe mushroom cloudsblack and white filmslike we had in high schoolthe terrible beautyborn here in the goodold US of A andhow he did his dutydid what they toldhim to do … Continue reading The Shock of Recognition by Frank Freeman

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The Poems They Write by Frankie Laufer

Luxuriating in the mire of sadness, and delusion.Their pens trudge along wearing the mask of defeat.This dance of ink stains begins and ends the same.It always has and always will.The scribbling is a straight line, full of unfilled this and that.A cat’s meow is more soothing.The great chasm exposed no new ideas or inspiration.Mother is nowhere to be found.Tears and whispers are the default subject.I’m … Continue reading The Poems They Write by Frankie Laufer

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After the Shrink (Succession) by John Jack Jackie (Edward) Cooper

I’m always wandering afterward,the crisis of my face in close examination.What to say, what I said, what I might:my romantic confusion—where to go from here,where I have been.Now to turn and simply go on home,more unsure than then,whenever that was,how—and why— Some cry returnsI can never entirely retainor restrain,a wanting not to wont,a fitting for the frame,a reason not to blame. Continue reading After the Shrink (Succession) by John Jack Jackie (Edward) Cooper

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Why Mermaids Don’t Limp by Antonia Alexandra Klimenko

Astrological sign of the fish, Pisces rules the feet  Oh shoes!…how you wear me down so! Either defying gravity on my pointed Swan Lake toes or on my humbled hobo knees  shuffling for your twin   Give me your tired   your worn…your unlaced  well-heeled  marked-down tugboats drifting like smelly used dreams in the basements of Salvation Army and Goodwill stores discarded and unloved   feet—yearning to be free Always that scorned and vacant stare— this … Continue reading Why Mermaids Don’t Limp by Antonia Alexandra Klimenko

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Tick Tock Time Clock by Charlie Robert

Graveyard Shift.Rubber Gun.Took The Bus.Had Some Fun.Pulled The CordAt Every Stop.Pulled My Piece.Got The Drop.Pled The Fifth.Rental Cop.Factory.Dark AndLocked.Got ThereLate AndPunchedThe Clock.Punched It With MyRubber Glock.Got A Drink.Did My Rounds.Spent Some Time InLost And Found.Took Some Stuff That We Could Hock.Went Back Up And PunchedThe Clock. Tick Tock.Time Clock.Waiting ForThe BellTo Ring.My Badge.My Bling.Clip OnTie.HeadOn Chest.Lullaby.House Arrest. Continue reading Tick Tock Time Clock by Charlie Robert

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Prose Poetry

28/11/2024 by Fabiana Real-Bravo

Paula’s notebook. It’s where her lists live. She has metropolises of tasks. Her duties have taken over the red lines, and expanded to the margins schools teach us not to invade. The pages are supposed to be neat, organized, saturated with chemical equations and drawings of covalent bonds. However, reality is everlasting. Obligations rule her mind and her hands. So the pages are filled with … Continue reading 28/11/2024 by Fabiana Real-Bravo

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Meltdown by Antonia Alexandra Klimenko

“I love the smell of napalm in the morning.”-Apocalypse Now I love the smell  of fresh blood in the morning the stench of burning flesh    venting through my every pore How your lips are pressed for time how mine grow red and sore from the bruising and the biting How to find love more inviting when both feet are out the door  I don’t know why this reverie…the dust of memory   slips through our mind … Continue reading Meltdown by Antonia Alexandra Klimenko

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