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[E]Motional Vacancies

05.14.12 Posted in words to linger on by

AJ Huffman’s most recent poem to appear here was Diversity Rules (February 2011).[E]Motional VacanciesBy AJ HuffmanI watch you in the mirror. Hopingour eyes will meet. In reflection,we appear nearer thanwe actually are. Objectsand objections distorting. Untilwe are scaled to fit neatly insideeach other[‘s lives]. A perceptionof connection hovers at the edgeof distance. Is that really so farto […]


The Plot

05.10.12 Posted in words to linger on by

Brian Fanelli’s most recent poem to appear here was Where Poetry Exists (April 2012).The PlotBy Brian FanelliHe says, honey, let’s go, and she follows to Fred’s,the High St. bar where men bark at TVs like Romansseated before a bread and circus show, howling and droolingat blood sports. She sips her martini, then circles the rimwith her red […]


The Preparation

05.07.12 Posted in words to linger on by

Jekwu Anyaegbuna’s most recent poem to appear here was Bougainvillea (March 2012).The PreparationBy Jekwu Anyaegbuna It is evening in my eyes, although my skinis a shimmery morning. A clock ticksinside my pupils as my eyelids flutterlike the wings of a virgin bird. I see my hen returning home. I seeshe follows my pattern drawn with pieces of rice, to […]


Working Class Hero

05.01.12 Posted in words to linger on by

Michael Ceraolo’s most recent poem to appear here was Free Speech Canto XVII (February 2012).Working Class Hero(for Amanda)By Michael CeraoloThe no-pain, no-gain cliche,arguable in any event,when taken out of its sportscontextand transported to a placewhere it doesn’t belong:                                  theworkplaceI was out to dinner on awarm July nightat a restaurant/bar east ofthe cityThe employees were wearingblack t-shirtswith the […]


Midnight Thoughts

04.30.12 Posted in words to linger on by

Nicole Yurcaba’s most recent poem to appear here was Broken Goes the Circle (March 2012).Midnight ThoughtsBy Nicole YurcabaThunderstorms rolled into the valley;pouring rain fell, drummingheavily on the old tin roof.So, I got out of bed to close an open window.I wondered, staring into the deep nightif you went hunting. You had said you might.To Branch or Gracedid you […]


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