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Dreaming

Poem   I do, N Do I, Dream… But there’s this Unlikable blocker Called by some, “The other” women. Then there’s what Some call a wife. But we all find a way To bring...

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Shadow In The Night

Poem The night is calm, my heart is warm, beneath the trees a shadow lingers. But not the shadow of the past, nor the dread of many fears, nor the pain of thousand tears...

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Tango

Poem And now he needs you. It’s hard for him to grasp, and even acknowledge. He knows something is happening to him; Awareness of who he has always been Suddenly rushes upon him- Unwelcome....

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Focus Group; Solo

Spoken Word Never not stimulate my mind Never forget me not I’ll walk down halls with you too Only when a promise Folds inward Against the shore that a wave Crashed Lunar excuses go...

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Gray on Gray

Haibun Calcified gray dust rests on the screen of the bathroom window. Staining the sight of turned, sagging leaves under a gray sky. Leaves that wait for the next deluge or tempest. third day...

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Art Trips

Art Poem   Art Trips: A Series of Artistically Flustered Sentences I The paintbrush is resting in the tainted water. The red is splattered all over this white dress. Art comes from the heart,...

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Halloween

Short Story   In fifth grade we had a Halloween costume contest at school. I had the best costume. My mom, brother, and I always went to Goodwill to get the actual costume parts,...

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I Am No Blank Slate

Poem   He thought me a marble statue of the Ancient Greeks, admiring the soft sheet that silhouetted my curved form. I do not argue that I wear drapery elegantly, nor that I feel...

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Ice Cream Fling

Short Story   After briefly scanning the area of the Dairy Queen parking lot, Rachel pulled her car into the spot next to another car she assumed to be empty. Putting the car in...

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The Whole Story

Poem So many facets, and yet there’s no sparkle, Only dull, darkening sides. I turn the heavy piece over and over, Searching for the truth it hides. But does it exist, an absolute answer?...

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Another Aftermath

Haibun Bird songs, as I awake ahead of the alarm Headache: fruit of the prior day’s tension— or that extra glass of Burgundy Or another gift from that beloved team teacher I work through...

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Thought Inkling

Poem   Smoke slithers along the window-edge, Like vaporous snakes; Half alive in the pale light. A feeling like cricket legs Twitches at the corner of my eyes. I’ve got a cigarette clenched Between...