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An ambulance driving through a city at dusk.

The Sacrifice

By Kristal Peace (This poem contains domestic abuse.) My mother holdsMy hand as we navigateThe city’s streets during rush hour,The song of sirens escorting us home.She holds the grocery bagThat yanks her toward dinner. She holdsThe sharp words my fatherFlings at her when she thinksThe day is going well. She…

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Posts Tagged boy

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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