Category Archives: Poetry

Three Poems by Allan Peterson

If Valley Then Landslide If valley, then landslide, trees losing their footing as when the grandstand collapsed along with the looks on the faces of people fully in the power of nothing controllable, some obviously having a complete and sudden … Continue reading

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Three Poems by Robert Eastwood

A Kind of Grief The trees are coming into leaf Like something almost being said; The recent buds relax and spread, Their greenness is a kind of grief. Philip Larkin – The Trees A season, this, in its puberty, with … Continue reading

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Three Poems by Jeffrey Alfier

Halfway House, Downtown Los Angeles By the time he booked into St. George’s Hotel, Room 204 — across from Wild-Ass Willie and a kid who’d burned his liver out at twenty-four — the keys he’d saved from doors he lived … Continue reading

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Three Poems by James Valvis

Red Light of Shame The fat couple drive out of the Popeye’s lot with po boy sandwiches, onion rings, popcorn shrimp cravers, biscuits, strawberry sodas, and right away before they can chew a second bite, they’re stopped again by what … Continue reading

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Three Poems by Ashley M. Jones

Addie, Carole, Cynthia, Denise Amen, Alabama. Bring in the Dixie sun, cover us in the delicate, glassy sunshine erupting all over. Find us, fevered, in the glen, Jones Valley. Have you seen the churches with windows stained? Infinite steeples, just … Continue reading

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Three Poems by Billy Palmer

Newly Dead (Atlanta Men’s Sobriety and Spirituality Workshop) Day 1 A winding trail of weathered walkers, two and three men wide is a steady train billowing tobacco smoke and deep age-lined voices. In the linoleum meeting hall, yellowed nicotine fingers … Continue reading

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“Shroud” by Marc Harshman

She stood staring at the snow drizzling down the narrow corridor of light that fell upon her from the streetlamp. It was after two in the morning and the dog had to pee. She had fallen asleep on the pink … Continue reading

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