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November 2, 2024 |
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at reed side scatter gray wings black wings black wings with red shoulders Lucian Staiano-Daniels is a third generation writer of classical Japanese poetry in English and a...
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November 1, 2024 |
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DREAM OF A COMMON LANGUAGE I dreamed last night I was drowningin your wreck, salt breaking meagainst coral and steel, while tideripped me further from shorewith...
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October 31, 2024 |
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BISQUES So many heads thrown on the potter’s wheel to be turned and born too early, unable to open half- closed eyes. Impossible for an infant to hold its head up. We press the...
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October 30, 2024 |
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One April Sunday, several months after Grandpa’s funeral, Dad and I drive in search of wild asparagus. Cruising side roads near our home on the outskirts of Ann Arbor, he drives slowly,...
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October 30, 2024 |
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In the weeks before Halloween, edging to the end of the interminable election, I found myself obsessed with the silent vampire classic Nosferatu. The whys for my obsession are murky...
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October 30, 2024 |
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Down Smokey Road Deep in the holler Edge of the woods A plain white house At first glance An ordinary dwelling But with unusually Tiny windows Brandishes strident Political preferences From...
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October 30, 2024 |
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“Alabama Supreme Court Rules That Frozen Embryos Are ‘Children” – Taylor Mitchell, Huffington Post What came first the chicken or the egg? The Alabama Supreme Court...
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October 30, 2024 |
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Aditi Bhattacharjee is an Indian writer currently based in New York. Her work has appeared or is upcoming in Alipore Post, Gone Lawn, Solstice Literary Magazine, Lunch Ticket Magazine, Sky...
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October 30, 2024 |
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Based on the complete abortion ban mentioned in the Project 2025 Manifesto. Severely limiting abortion access nationwide by reversing the FDA’s approval of mifepristone, a drug used in...
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April 5, 2024 |
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SPRING EGRET Last summer this egret high-stepped the salt marsh a white puff of grace more follies fan than bird keen eyes keeping watch in the body’s long curves...
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January 4, 2024 |
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COFFEE BREAKS AND FAMILIAL ACHES The day Is frenetic energy Neutrons bouncing in a nucleus- the walls of this Kitchen I stop to percolate Filter the day through me like water through...
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January 2, 2024 |
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JOHN J. TRAUSE, the Director of Oradell Public Library, is the author of Why Sing? (Sensitive Skin Press, 2017), a book of traditional and experimental poems; Picture This: For...
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January 2, 2024 |
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Mullions cut the windows into equal pieces, there were cats prowling the halls of the asylum. Nights straight-line rain hit the glass, the wooden rafters shook. Oracles in white uniforms...
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January 1, 2024 |
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“Christ did not want to leave the body.” — Linda Gregg It must have been hard for him to recount the parable with her there—just shaved, mons slick with suds,...
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January 1, 2024 |
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for Jim Harrison 1. The Naming We don’t know what they call each other or even how they communicate. Their tongue might lie in the cycle-sound crickets call or the rise and...