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A frog staring ahead though blades of grass

one frog one scorpion

By Keith Burton i was stretching my legs on the littoralgiving names to the shapes of the cloudsthat swam across the lake’s reflectionwhen trouble came crawling on eight legs. help me across he asked with a period. i knew better; i had an owl’s acuity.no can do, i know you…

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Nothing

by A.E. Escence I have nothing, at least nothing that matters much anymore. The scene replays over and over in my head; taunting me, inviting me to let it in, to feel it. I sit at his bedside, staring at the unmade bed. The pillow is thrown against the wall,…

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Lake

by Jeff Eyssallenne A lazy lake under wandering ripples A breeze that startles the grass Faraway screams from happy children Rhythmic rushes from cars passing nearby Busy birds calling to each other A rock plopping into the lake makes me open a reluctant eye to see A young boy A…

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Duets of Violence in the Park

by Joseph V. Kleponis                   I Two monarch butterflies, Four orange, red and black wings, Violate tiny wild violets.                  II Two towheaded boys, Toy pistols in hand, Charge down the hillside.               III Two milkweed seeds, Crazy lost snowflakes, Bend tips of blades of grass.               IV Two…

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George in the Sky

by Cheryl Sola I was born. Damn.  Can’t anything go right? That was thirty years ago and nothing’s changed.  Today’s my birthday, June 6th.  Pa said my birthday numbers add up to 6–6–6.  And because that number means the devil, my Pa called me the devil’s child, and got an…

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