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shards of broken glass

frail white egg shells

a forgotten sock behind the dryer.

Strands of someone’s life unstrung.

fish in an empty pet store

old men in the park

the last piece of pizza, in the pizza box.

Puzzle pieces lost.

By Lauren Perez


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Knots & Circles

Any circle, society, family

must find children on one end

elders on the other

When these touch, the circle is complete

We have nuclear equivalents

some device of cloning

sex therapists, gender benders

neuters and foreskin groups

I see a lady and a small boy

She is teaching him knots

he is feeding her cat

She drops her ball of yarn; they

bump heads reaching, fall down laughing

By Tom Sterner

Brevity

The black dogs run across the field,

apocalyptic streak of hunger

impending upon the tiny fawn

to jump, wobble-kneed and run

across the far field clumsily,

as stupidly as its wild heartbeat,

unable to know that this was all there was.

By Michael Burczynski

Glass

the glass blower

enrobed

a rainbow,

a feminine rose bud-

glass canals

became aphrodisia.

By Luke Johnson

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Girl singing to the trees outside,

and the perched, blooming birds

writing the branches...

By Magdalawit Makonnen

As He Waited for the Half and Half

His meter was not running out

this time, he laughed, and to my left

a white-shirted fellow under forty told his

cropped silver haired woman companion

on the neighboring stool by the window about

“our children’s passion” at the Village Starbucks

on New Year’s day 2010.

By Janice Silverman Rebibo

The Death-graph

I ignore your every call——. I bramble you——.
I covet your shadow. Bartender, another round, Friend lay out
another line——cocaine flocks the gingko-lined street.
Some things worry themselves smoky. Some things
never were heavy, still are: a shock of
cardinals——vamping for the wind
——anything for a sawback——everything for a prayer——
sky when there is no sky.

By Justin Dodd