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The End

11.04.12 Posted in today's words by

Clyde Borg’s most recent poem to appear here was Contemplation (April 2010). The EndBy Clyde Borg Darkness seems anear.Shadows brush my shouldersQuickly, almost invisibly.When I look back they disappear.I fear that if they pauseIt will be the end.


Foundation of an Imaginary Separation

11.03.12 Posted in today's words by

While it can be said that author David Paquiot was born and raised in New York City (where he still lives and works), it might be more appropriate to say that he is the type of person who enjoys the quiet whisperings of the night and then, for reasons unknown, transcribes what he thinks he […]


Not an Accident

11.02.12 Posted in today's words by

Bud Smith writes from Washington Heights in New York City near an open window where he can hear the moon scraping across the tips of surrounding buildings. Visit his website. Not an AccidentBy Bud Smith real love is a car crashthat you survivewhether the air bags deploywhether you go through the windshieldwhether you explode on impact […]


On Resonance

11.01.12 Posted in today's words by

Originally from the Philippines, Gemma Manuel Ybarra grew up largely in West Africa. The greatest boon of having to travel at an early age was the lack of time for television; there were far too many places to explore, too many books to read, languages and cultures to learn. She got into the habit of […]


Camping in Space

10.29.12 Posted in today's words by

Monica Crumback’s most recent poem to appear here was Found on the Corner of Stadium and Main, published as part of Contributor Series 11: On Birthdays in June 2012. Camping in SpaceBy Monica Crumback If they do this next year,they will need a bigger tent.As it is, they’re like pencils:point to point and head to head. […]


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