Lisa Alexander Baron

  STEAL   Last night I dreamed I held a lost and rescued infant from a kidnapper. The boy was silent. His face a blank field. How...
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John McCullough

Some months all my thoughts are one colour. / I hit a yellow mood and the world pours out its yolks

Francesca Bell

Five years into your child’s illness, / when you can no longer conceive of life / without its dank presence, you see / a blanched sky bearing a trace of rose / and the moon, risen huge—

Douglas Nordfors

We've thought of how sunlight falls to the pavement / like rain, gathers in the gutters, slides toward the grates.

Silent The Bird In The Wood: A Goethe Translation-Erasure By Joshua Weiner

Silent the bird in the wood

Bradley Paul

My son speaks more every day / but I get deafer. / 
We will align for just one day / where I hear all of what he says // but not more.

Radka Thea Otipkova

In the end his body puked him out / as if it were only a stomach / and a mouth. It didn’t let him / just slip away.

Danny Earl Simmons

Let’s say I pretend // I hear every word you say / and am not distracted by the tears / you don’t let fall.

Susan Browne

I didn’t have time to masturbate this morning. It’s right there at the top of my To-Do List, but I have way too many things to do. I’m retired and busier than ever.

Francisco Layna Ranz

I liked smoking best when walking alone, or in company / but in silence.

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