Refugees, a Poem by Craig Kirchner
And in the undisturbed
brick and limestone,
everything quietly waiting for
the nocturnal, the gutters to run clear,
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Mar 11 min read
My 3-year-old Draws a Family Portrait, a Poem by Kuo Zhang
We ALL look
so alien,
just as what we’re called
on the official documents.
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Feb 231 min read
How Much Vengeance Is Enough? a Poem by Mark D. Stucky
Can we exit this interlocked sequence
of oppression and reflexive violence?
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Feb 161 min read
Becoming Untouchable, a Prose Poem by Marcia W. Mount Shoop
Becoming untouchable takes time. Start young. Instill quiet oppression. Reinforce the stakes, ignore the quakes, the terror. Regular...
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Feb 91 min read
Where There’s Smoke, a Poem by Donna Pucciani
A sky bathed in haze veils the prairies, bringing another day of whitish-grey over corn and soybeans and the skyscrapers of Chicago.
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Feb 22 min read
She Lifts Her Burka, a Prose Poem by Alicia Viguer-Espert
This woman who shows me her lovely fifteen-year-old face, polished nails bright red, and the green eyes of a 1985 National Geographic cover.
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Jan 261 min read
Hallowed Ground, a Poem by Pat Anthony
Today a smoky haze hangs over the trees drapes the fields Wildfires from Canada dropping down on the wind and I think again of Maui...
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Jan 191 min read
The Owl, a Poem by Tasneem Hossain
I sit on the trees in the middle of the nights,
Looking at the stars and northern lights.
I see in the dark, the reality of life;
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Dec 8, 20231 min read
Without Works, a Poem by Scott Thomas Outlar
Parading in front of cameras and complaining incessantly about the world’s problems without offering any solutions of your own is about...
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Dec 1, 20231 min read
Journey into Winter, a Poem by Peter Kaczmarczyk
Journey into winter in a mother’s eyes Sun shines through, fleeting moments A lucid smile breaks the clouds Reminders of her summer life...
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Nov 24, 20232 min read
In My Room’s Solitude, a Poem by Sofiul Azam
What one writer can make in the solitude of one room is something no power can easily destroy. – Salman Rushdie I don’t need your praise...
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Nov 17, 20232 min read
Stranded, a Poem by Carolyn Martin
Afghanistan’s Kyrgyz nomads survive in one of the most remote, high-altitude, bewitching landscapes on Earth. It’s a heavenly life – and...
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Nov 10, 20231 min read
Quarantine Song, a Poem by Jackson Dammann
Isolation speaks our fragility to the shadows lurking in the ruins of us, saying they’re weak alone they shatter, alone they’re just...
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Oct 27, 20231 min read
The Cost of a Human Life, a Poem by Michael Shoemaker
I sat as an observer in a state’s superior court. First-degree murder was the charge. Cold-blooded calculated murder was the act. One...
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Oct 13, 20231 min read
Your Own Heart, a Poem by Peter Kaczmarczyk
I grew up thinking My suburban life Filled with liberal minds And high-minded rhetoric Had taught me all I needed to know But you cannot...
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Oct 6, 20232 min read
After Coming Out of the Cocoon, a Poem by Sofiul Azam
if I started, “Once upon a time, not so long ago, lived a man with a habit of regretting his mistakes and making more in the process,”...
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Oct 4, 20231 min read
Even Jesus Asked Where God Was, a Poem by Renee Emerson*
Each week the technician presses the wand across my womb. I know better than to ask for interpretations, the half-heart still flickering,...
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Oct 4, 20231 min read
At the Professor’s Table, a Poem by Sarah-Kate Simons*
we are asleep inside ourselves. we know you when the dawn sneaks in on a sleeping forest and catches her unawares; we struggle to find...
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Oct 4, 20231 min read
In Pursuit of the Things that Don’t Demand my Demise, a Poem by Chisom Charles Nnanna*
I’m not ungrateful to the days the sun was darker than the gathering of a thousand nights, and the nights the moon was as timid as a...
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Oct 4, 20232 min read
As Fate Uncuffs Another Dawn, a Poem by Chisom Charles Nnanna*
"Listen to me. There will be a day when the world will need you most — be alive on that day." - Michael Wasson. I don’t disagree that...
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