Sylvia’s Son I was wrapped in a towel like a bad dream, wet feet on linoleum. I was too preoccupied to see the cracked blood, to hear the silence until I was knee- deep in your tomb. Sometimes, I dreamt you were a baby being born, waking to a pain that was not yours, a motherhood I never had. It […]
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A-PATHETIC Expecting the bad, receiving the worse, To pessimist’s just what’s par for the course. But when it devolves from worse to the worst, Seems even a pessimist can feel cursed. A cynic’s convinced whatever is right Cannot be achieved without quite a fight. But when this proves futile, he even might Retreat apathetically out of sight. A […]
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OUT OF TEARS In a world of deaf people No one hears her cry Or even her scream for attention The abandoned beautiful girl In the paradise of carnivorous men Ravaged for times she has lost count And her sweet mother is unaware That her only teenager is not just a woman But has been used to menopause In a […]
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Want Ads The most dangerous action of irresponsible scientists is sending unmanned vehicles on long voyages announcing to the universe where we are. Please come visit. It’s intelligent to look and listen to who’s out there, somewhere, so we might know in advance if they suddenly drop in for cultural exchanges. After all, if we can’t go to them, they’re […]
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THINGS THAT GO “BUMP” IN THE NIGHT The comet was heading for Earth To impact directly on Perth: “Unless we avoid This death planetoid, Our lives aren’t a plugged nickel worth.” Too large to deflect it astray If even they nuked it each day: “Alas all is lost, Our hopes away tossed. We’ve nothing to do […]
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You pick away at the Earth as if your grave was filled with the wait for flowers :one foot already pleased, the other still wrapped in dirt weighed down stone by stone the way fruit is ripened keyed up and seaworthy, is lowered into a wooden box that never leaves shore just the loading and unloading […]
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Ill Temper he’s a child speaking to my inner child kicking in the floor not getting what he wants I am not getting what I want neither of us are quite what we are after. Author Bio: Angelica Fuse is an unquiet voice. Her work has featured on Poetry Potion and The Poet Community.
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THRESHER INTO GREY (By Joseph Cavera) I arose just as any man would this day To see the waves of longevic age Dance tirelessly on Earth’s stage Crashing incessantly in a sea of gray Lieutenant’s cries were enough To wake even those residing in the sick bay To the task of tidying bunks and say Conditions never improve, […]
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Ride and Dash He can always spot ’em the ones who’ll try to run at a stoplight get the ride for free for them he keeps the .38 under the seat they always end up being the most generous of the night’s fares he can call off for the night after one or two
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When we touch tentatively, kiss gently, vow to understand and love better, feel so much passionate remorse that we pour it out in streams of tears and caresses, apologise for our respective actions in the fight, and put things right, the intense feeling of peace – that inner this is right. this is the essence of life, how it […]
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