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Shin Issues | Flash Flood
Probably you have shins.
Douglas Goetsch
Of The Heart, A Hymn & Interracial love affair ended by lynching of a man & let there be a song for zero
Your name is ash
Shamar Hill
Sky
What you draw as a blue stripe high above
Maggie Smith
The Last Orgasm
Sometimes I think of the innocent live
Nin Andrews
Lush & Fair-Flung
You’re thinking of drunks,
Hailey Leithauser
Five Orgasms after reading Lydia Davis
You are sleeping beside me, but I can’t sleep, not in this roadside hotel smelling of new carpet and cigarettes. It’s late.
Nin Andrews
What, Me?
When we’re in a car together I worry we’ll die and the world will lose its role models.
Maureen Seaton
More Nights Than Days and Turn It Up
At the end of my street, they cut the trees.
Kelle Groom
Is a Rose
O’Keefe’s opens in the troposphere, blooms like smoke.
Lisa Rosenberg
Almost and Caught Out
Cows and sheep segregate themselves
Annette Barnes
The dream and Useless is as useless doesn’t
For awhile I had a drawer full of electronic stuff,
Bob Hicok
Book of Dolls
The psychoanalyst has left the building
Bruce Bond
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