| ~Beverly A. Tift |
in a loop dead newspaper smell antique clocks
~Sarah Mahina Calvello
November 3 . . .
ex(c)iting
~Roberta Beach Jacobson
looks like rain lets go have some birthday cake
~Sarah Mahina Calvello
we the peephole
~Roberta Beach Jacobson
subway station
one paper cup
still warm
~Shivangi Sharma
~Noah Berlatsky
Midnight
midnight desk
a small lamp
holding the dark
~Young-jin Lee
footprints of years how we cling to ritual
~Sarah Mahina Calvello
We are all one; everything
Except for snowflakes.
(Maxims have limitations.)
~Frank Conahan
you read books to find
more books to read
the goal is to never catch up
~Noah Berlatsky
This is not just a word game.
Are hands beings?
What is our defining boundary?
~Frank Conahan
what I hate
about your poem
is the best part
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