Waiting Out a Storm I consider the peculiar heft of ostensibly touchable clouds, the gray and black mix that puff out of the last of the azure. Hints of sapphire seem to keep the rain at bay, but the sky is talking and I am listening. It will not be the type of rain for which the flowers open their […]
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HOW THE MIGHTY HAVE FALLEN (PART I) A shame to imagine how moon is just A memory distant we’ve almost lost. Appears that we only pursued in jest To travel in space — 50 years have passed. Today’s generation cannot conceive Of passionate fervor with which we strove To land first on moon — such a matter […]
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Colorless There is no God Who prepared A heaven At the end of the book Nor are there holy ones Who brought us into the fifth world On corn pollen roads dusted with beauty No spirit no creators no love To watch over us or our deeds Nothing holy or sacred There is only the deliberate […]
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“You swirl and take the strait past You swing those hips of yours Your eyes they hardly break a glimpse As you kiss with all you’ve got. You turn around to go one away Your hands they’re still on mine Your eyes look away with that glazed holdout Your hands are still on mine. You tell me never […]
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Bodies Exhibit – By Fern G. Z. Carr Black walls, track lighting, spectators milling about silently, reverently surrounded by vascular systems preserved in fluid, skeletons, diseased organs, foetuses in jars. Hollowed out corpses in life-like poses play soccer, hold hands, boast their musculature – a post-mortem artistic rendition of red meat. In a display case, a […]
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LOST IN TRANSLATION (based on “The Hidden History of Jesus and the Holy Grail” by Sir Laurence Gardner, Nexus Magazine, Vol. 5, No. 2, February-March 1998) If records of the Celtic Church From A.D. 37 stretch? How could they then of Jesus learned If died in 33? Recovered from the Dead Sea Scrolls, Supported by Rennes-le-Chateau, […]
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Lead Us Not Into Never mind young beauties on campus, glimpses of skin on obscene screens, the centripetal force of super-fiction — my siren beckons with perfect diction from its nook on the refrigerator door. Drop the tablespoon I self-command but it appears velcroed to my hand. I kick myself with each step across the kitchen. […]
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Shattered ambitions litter the roadside of expectations, ignored by parents, neglected by school, yet filled with all the yearning that are youth made vulnerable, so when a kind man paid attention, told of the blessings of Allah, the kinship of true believers, it was an easy task to reveal the afterlife, the promise of fulfillment for servants of Islam […]
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THE ORIGIN OF THE LIE (By Joseph Cavera) I am the Great Liar For years, my words have spread Through every ear Surrounding every thought They have taken their place Among everyday speech No one the wiser They have taken root Growing out through every Branch, stem, and leaf Through all great oaks Rosy ambers and black pines […]
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TONIGHT’S EARLY MORNING I open my window in the middle of tonight’s Early morning after the nightly thunderstorms To hear the cry of a lone bird flying through the fog And looking for a place safe and dry, his wings Weighted down with water and sleepiness The way I am weighted down with the memories Of her laughter […]
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