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poems by Joel Schueler

Homage to the Lark The dark rims of his glasses support the magnification of a world of darkness all his own. If I crawl to…

Not Yet

by Thomas Elson             I had driven through the bleached and battered downtown. Across the railroad tracks – once six tracks wide, now two, then…

I Am an Engine

by Harris Coverley I am an engine White with heat Pistons lubed

My Fading Time (Millennium Threnody)

 by Oliviu Crâznic Le-Fin-de-Siècle of my youth: The boys were cool, the girls were hot; “We live in freedom” was the rule – It was…

Gandhara

by Larry Smith The sculptor who accompanied Alexander the Great to the Peshawar basin muses on the triumph of the Hellenes…   . Undid the Aspasioi…

1970

by DC Diamondopolous Drunk and stoned, Scott staggered out the door of the Whiskey a Go Go and into the night. A blurred neon sign…

poems by Hibah Shabkhez

Under the Skin   Would I fain not peel these subterfuges Neatly, like a banana’s yellow shell Off these your eyes locked in a forced…

poems by Robert Beveridge

Last Night   We curled around one another and let the night drift in through the window and wash over us