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Praise Song for Today

Jose Padua

Praise Song for Today I am writing in praise of sloth, in praise of doing nothing and by nothing I don’t mean watching television or sleeping, I mean doing nothing: no moving about the house with your arms hanging l...

Passion and Materialism

Jim Feast

Passion and Materialism As I walk, pushing through the flood of the crowd, awash under the breakneck pull of the Flushing stores; the racial mixture, muddy colored, vibrant, mulatto, trying to remember her face ...

Dog Daze of Summer

Patricia Carragon

Dog Daze of Summer These are the Dog Daze of Summer it’s time to go to work! Leave by half past eight and the tin can snake is late again doing its snail’s waltz on rails. Play Solitaire in your head, waste...

The Fear

Thaddeus Rutkowski

THE FEAR I have the fear, But I’m not running around, yelling, “I have the fear!” It is a quiet fear centered in the pit of my stomach. Sometimes it bubbles up when I remember who caused the fear (it was no...

The Logger’s Lament

Jay Frankston

Yesterday’s Hero "I was 12 years old when I got my first axe. Fifteen when I got my first chain saw. I was young, and strong, and proud. My father took me into the woods with him and showed me how we could ...

The Day After

Puma Perl

The Day After My messages all sound the same. I’m sick I can’t believe it I’m crying I don’t know what to do All of us caught, unprepared, unarmed. Yesterday, I deliberated for hours, trying to cho...

The Elephant’s Tale

Maggie Dubris

THE ELEPHANT’S TALE An excerpt from BrokeDown Palace But what was it like, really? Those wild west, blow-your-head-out times that everyone wishes they were a part of. Like a pot, like a plow "There was hero...

A Glance Like Flashing Lightning

Marc Olmsted

"Homage! Tara, swift, heroic!" - Chapter III, Tara Tantra Facebook cyber-chat filled with bad news and petitions My answer to depression is sleep and caffeine, whichever works first Still. I shake off the blue...

The Twilight of Freedom, a poem by Osip Mandelstam

Jenny Wade

Let us praise, brothers, freedom’s twilight, The great diminishing year! A heavy forest of nets is lowered Into the turbulent waters of night. You are ascending in desolate years, Oh sun, judge, people. Let us prai...

Three Poems by George Wallace

George Wallace

These three poems will appear in George Wallace's latest book, "Shadow of the Slow Decline" (Blue Light Press, SF Ca), scheduled for release in the spring of 2017. SHE LIVES IN A LITTLE PLACE OF BOATS Like a...