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Poem: Final Notice

By: Bekah Steimel Pretend death mailed you a final notice what would you modify, what would you hold close to the ticking time bomb in your chest? give yourself a day to really die, a day to embrace what matters to…

Poem: Recruit

By: Gary Beck I considered the army to escape the confines of a ravaged city, cowering in despair from loss of industry. My hope for a good job evaporated quickly and I was sick of listening to the old guys…

Poem: For Whom We Mourn

By: Gary Beck Too many children die premature deaths at the merciless hands of aberrant caretakers, mothers, boy friends, fathers, uncles, combining to extinguish the brief existence of helpless victims, murderously betrayed by their protectors.