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Sanctuary, John Sibley Williams

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A star rests heavy on the roof.

A dozen dead birds roost in the gutters.

Robert Howard, Richard Spilman

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Robert Howard

Robert Fucking Howard.

Wallace Robert to be exact.

Yard Sale, John Streamas

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I need to say right off that I am, as you can plainly see, a white man, and I'm not either proud or ashamed of that fact,

Her Poems Read Like Postcards, Mark Smith

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Her poems read like postcards

scribbled at a table in a small café

Title Page

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Photo From Ballydehob, Robert Funge

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We're staying in this little village just west of Cork
in the green and yellow house on the left

The Dependence Day Celebration, Dwayne Thorpe

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This day comes to us in a box
with bright new clothes and masks.

Decrescendo, Patrick Graydon

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Angst disappears with the rest of his fears,
the fanfare has begun.

Verso

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Mother Noose, Mark Smith

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Behind the yard of pumpkins
and blue hubbards, stems

Editor's Note

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Eros Vs. Logos, David Zepp Lash

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On July 15, 2011 I was diagnosed with a stage IV "double hit" Non-Hodgkin's Lymphoma, a type of blood cancer.

Prelude, Robert Funge

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Watching a Guinness
settle is almost
as pleasurable as

Shall I Go?, James Damron

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When soft, white light
Falls upon the night,

Microwave Popcorn, Ace Boggess

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in the movie theaters of my childhood
I learned to love the dark

Table Of Contents

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Mourners, Lawrence F. Farrar

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Professor Emeritus Jake Freeman cramped the wheel of his old Buick hard right and swung off the interstate.

Father, 1970, Julie Danho

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Outside Sip-N-Dip Donuts, he and Drag and Crazy Andy down Cuervo until

The Mourning Cloak, Kenneth Vanderbeek

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David was not a careless driver, but he was not an exemplary one, either.

Peroxide, William Jolliff

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The first time her sisters helped her
while their mom was still at work,

Rocket Man, Peter E. Murphy

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I'm not sleeping
good and my gut

Probably, Francine Witte

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That summer was knobby
and loose-skinned like the knuckles
of a tired old man. My father

Finishing Touches, Denise Utt

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There's a lady I've heard about
who paints pictures on lampshades

After Harry's Suicide, E. G. Silverman

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I had not dreamed, so at first I remembered nothing.

The Widow, Francine Witte

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She stands straight up for the first time
in years. So many hours spent hunched

Mcneal's Rant, Lucile Blanchard

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"McNeal's Rant" is a Scottish country dance, a 40-bar strathspey, and a variation of "The Black Dance," a 32-bar reel. It is danced by Ian and Abigail McNeal (first couple) and Rick and Rita Milton (third couple).

Bars 1-4: First couple turns with the right hand.

The Sting Of It, Denise Utt

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If I could retire
I wouldn't have to commute
to the whims of the wind

East Of My Birth, Dennis Trudell

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Even in their homes, the island villagers
sometimes had to raise voices to be heard

An Appeal, Mary Soon Lee

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Colleagues, let us terminate forthwith
the reprehensible hegemony

The Back Garden, Suruchi Mohan

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After weeks of passing messages through Mrs. Khanna, Ruchir Kapoor's parents had picked a time to see the girl.