July 2011
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It Took This | Liz Blood
1999: “You need some meat on those bones,” my grandmother Mumsey says. I mumble a yes and stare down. My cheeks glow red.
2006: Mumsey, wrinkled and grey, lays sunken into her hospital bed. She refuses food and, for the first time ever, I recognize something we share in common.
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Three Paradoxes | Joe Bonomo
I love listening to rock & roll / I have perfect hearing. When the doctor told me, I was more than a little surprised. I love seeing rock & roll shows / I hate ringing ears. The fog, the fog. I love rock & roll / I love quiet. Shh.
March 2009
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the Centipedes moved from the Shower to the Sink |...
The commute is shorter. The
centipedes moved
from the shower
to
the sink, waving
straw hats from train
windows.
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Cream | Erica McKeehen
ceramic
offwhite clouds in
coffee
whipped
vanilla ice cream
orange creamsicle
swirl bare thighs
neutral paint
young skin
decadadent whole rich
sauce
masking tape
sticky
fluids Mother’s formal dress
undergarments bodily crevices
listening to Cream with
Clapton
fresh and smooth like a warm
Easter morning
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Moment of Crisis | Emily Bihl
She throws herself into a wild tarantella;
It is a question of happiness.
It is a question of finance.
And the road sign in the armory
Is pointing to red satin shirts
Shoulds the cuff be let down,
Do you think.
Because we only live once.
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Untitled | Felicia Daase
You ache for the honest chime escaping his lips. “Hold your breath” he sings, “and you will hear whispers of swirling dreams. Keep your melody near, clench your fingertips to the palms of your hand. Watch as the orchestra strains sweep you away as sparkling, disjointed floating traces of gold.”
February 2009
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bricks | Ami Iannone
I wanted to push those bricks back together
cement their fissures
repair their erosion of time
use a steam roller to
seal them in a moment
somewhere before they’d
learned of pain and division.