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The Deepest Bruise

By: Daniel Millard There is a woundingA psychic bruiseNot an actual memoryBut my body knowsI feel it deeplyInside of sickened bones When I was 27, you told meWhat you used to do to meAs a baby boyYou said it right…

Sovereignty 

By: James Maloney Ask the lines of late Januaryin which marrow either is or is not.Declared four gases from the tongue,against our stride on Heritage trail. What is the shape of our character? Declared oak-rooted shoots as lignin tissue.Cross measures…

‘Captured’ and other poems

By: Roger G. Singer CAPTURED moonlighton the driftof your face pauses to gazethe beauty as your handshields thefountains ablazewithin your eyesfrom a moonjealous ofyour youthfulheart ### BELOW strong gravestone name, date, a story moss and lichencompete for space withered flowers…

HAKUNA MATATA

By: Andrea Myinga There are no worries,If all you want is your selfEarth peopled with strangersThey first care for themselves. Look around at least to find oneThe sun might fall downLeaving your eyes on streetsCatching none who put anyone first…

Reset

By: Leigh-Anne Burley Birth and deathreset clocksbells toll on both. Heady winds thwartsailors and politicians. Paying attention is anessential navigational instrument. Fog and stumblingproduce clarity. There is a broader range of truthin ramblings and doodles. To get perspective,tip over a…