Category Archives: Poetry

Three Poems by Carrie Conners

Namesake When my fiancé asked why I wasn’t changing my name after our wedding I told him how my grandmother met my grandfather when she was seventeen, he stationed in Alabama, a drill sergeant, overseeing three of his men as … Continue reading

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Three Poems by Mario Duarte

With no apparent beginning, or end, top or bottom Lady of the lime green blouse and zebra striped hat, be honest is this the end or the beginning? I am tangled, only beginning to understand the simplest things. If you … Continue reading

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Three Poems by Paul Piatkowski

Irminsul The swampy tangles of the islands wrap up houses, trees, cars on the streets. The angel oak tree outside of Charleston spreads rhizomorph-like and branch to branch seems strangely disconnected only to show sudden connection from one huge clump … Continue reading

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“Gertrude Stein, Part Two” by Lori Lasseter Hamilton

annotations, headnotes, footnotes, biographies. bibliographies, indexes, tables of content, concordances. a jumble of words. a critical mass packed into my brain as i study for class, pasting all the pieces of this anthology together like a jigsaw puzzle. jigsaw pieces … Continue reading

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“Dawn, DFW International” by John A. McDermott

The note above the urinal written on a blue Post-It told me NO H20! I side-stepped down a few tiled feet like solo Fred Astaire, where a chunk of chewed gum— pale pink and rigid—sat forlorn next to the drain. … Continue reading

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“Holy Mayonnaise” by Marissa Rose

I pray you get whatever answer you’ve been hoping for says the cashier, sliding the home pregnancy test into my bag, next to the mayo. One item in my plastic sack now ascendant in blessings, I blush, hurry a thank-you, … Continue reading

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“Mother Possum” by Marissa Rose

I saw her dead body curled at the crook where two country roads crossed each other– the casualty of some SUV or F150, no doubt. Knowing that opossums are marsupials, I wondered if she once pouched her babies like coins … Continue reading

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