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Spam Risk
It was always a risk.
Carol Muske-Dukes
Dear American Amnesia
I know you are only trying to make
Denise Duhamel
Light and Dark
I like that the word light is powerful and yet so gentle, like a good man.
John Poch
Boots and Bayonet
My platoon a loose group cross-legged
Karen Skolfield
So What
My mind’s a ringing phone
Elizabeth A. I. Powell
Trompe L’oeil –Not a Painting
From 30,000 feet
Bonnie Riedinger
Inauguration Day
Yes, like thousands of joyful poets today
Maura Stanton
Clytemnestra, Unleashed
Lovingly, she poured the scented water into his bath
Alice Friman
Sister Dementia Remembers & Phone Booth
Enough of bosom, ass, and pillow—
Nancy Mitchell
RODIN, “Hand with Small Torso, Bronze” | Rodin’s “The Cathedral”
In Paris you can see his drawer of hands.
Peter Cooley
IS LIGHT ENOUGH ?
Who’s there? I can’t seem to make out anything or anyone. Is
Lloyd Schwartz
Ode to Roadside Shrines
I first see you in Crete, little boxes on four skinny legs,
Barbara Hamby
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