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Choices

Poem Choices left and right Ultimately it’s up to you It’s always up to you You wonder if you could go back If you don’t like the road you choose Would you really have...

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Our Bed

 Poem I get up to pee at four in the morning. Like most four in the mornings, The apartment is cold and dark. The cat’s claws skitter across the linoleum, chasing something unseen in the...

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At Home

Worshiping the new apartment, baptizing it with homemade lasagna, Reminiscing being eighteen and dreaming of art and nostalgia.   Memories shine bright as we still believe in summer nights. Hanging onto balconies and downtown...

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In Search of Their Favorite Place

Short Story   It was just the beginning. A new weekend filled with possibility had finally arrived. Hope fluttered in their hearts. This was finally their chance to go to their favorite place, a...

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A Deal For The Rest Of Us

Short Story   “I’ll be right in,” Brian replied confidently. He hung up the phone and paused, trying to consider what the discussion could be about. His desk had a small pop-up mirror and...

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Orphans

Poem About Nature   Are like pine needles Fallen from their mother tree Landing on the shaded concrete Too many to count Too many to care for All pointing in different directions Some together...

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To Eat

Poem I would rather starve on the streets of Florence Naples or Rome than eat well here at home They say one cannot survive on culture art or architecture alone but here in this...

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What I Believe

Poem I believe what I see I trust in what I touch I find it easier seeing what’s in front of me I find truth in my inner eyes vision Born into a (Roman)...

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Making Pizza Again

Haibun The aroma of sautéed onions reaches the living room. My eyes fill with tears. She clears the onions, adds the freshly rolled baking dough to the pan. Enraptured by the scent, I fully...

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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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Spring Suite, Part II: Blossoming

Haibun The Ramos’ dogwoods are in full bloom. Cream petals, in the late morning sun — from out of nowhere. sapling swaying in a breeze robin’s flight more by FRANK J. TASSONE photograph by...

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Ironic Contrasts

Haibun The sun teases us all. A shower of fiery light promises warmth before rain-filled cumulus eclipse it. A spatter of cold drizzle falls. Then stops. A breeze reminiscent of the record-setting bygone winter...