Tag: poetry
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I-80 East
By Megan Cannella need to escapeneed to arrivebarely seeing or being seenam I moving at all? need to arrivefogged-over, pre-dawn Nebraska fieldsam I moving at all?tire to pavement, jagged rhythms of home fogged-over, pre-dawn Nebraska fieldsbarely seeing or being seentire to pavement, jagged rhythms of homeneed to escape Learn more about Megan in her bio…
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Feature: Becca Downs
Caged-Tiger the Tide Pools Early Taboos Learn more about Becca in her bio on our Featured Authors page.
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Ma’s Nightgown
By Elizabeth Janczyk Long nightdress, loosely hung. Soft red flannel, slept in and worn out. Floating over tired bare feet, puttering across the cool kitchen tiles. Patio lounger with reheated black coffee, and Sunday’s paper, scattered. Morning sun warms plaid fabric sleeves against aging, freckled skin. The same faded sleeves I clung to After a…
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Homesick
By Amber Spalding he wears that sweater you like. the one with blue and white stripes, reminding you of your youth, your innocence and those family seaside holidays you adored. . these memories are so vivid you can almost taste them, the taste of mischievous sand in your sandwiches and the smell of sun cream…
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Weathering Her Storm
By Bethan Rees Her hair is loose around her shoulders. Unbrushed and unblushed, she is new. * She hugs herself, squeezing tears from her chest and arms. She steps through the puddle of herself, kneels and cries into the reflection. * Through the cracks in the pavement water nourishes earth below the foundations. * Nothing…
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Into The Universe
By: Melody In her hollow eyes Lies a universe, A domain emitting with color. Sparkles circle her being, … A silver glow Radiates from her hands, Sweeping her to a faraway place. To a world of light. Learn more about Melody at our Featured Authors page.
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