by Michael Igoe Swindled by awetaken from othersit held me fromsaved, raptured momentsIt’s frolic, a panic;the count of blood dropsin the heave of the gut.It reaps a cryptic fortuneunleashed, in vast array,makes a deal like madwith uninvited guests.Unsure, motive grows clearerin the twilight of my lifetimeI someday must clear out.My secret battle with time,Does it freeze within me? Michael Igoe, Read More
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Plane Takes Off from Chicago
by Thomas Murray Plane takes off from Chicago; touches down in Orange County.One with a young man; the other with another, bald and gray.In between many worlds, lives, and dreams passed by.Bound to a god I can never see, but sure I feel It with me. Going from the Gobi to the 405 is a full-time job.My thoughts like winter Read More
fragmented no. 8
by DAH 1. … from now on, a reshuffling of diction,word-acrobatics, perspectives gleaming withnew realities: somebody built an orange treeagainst the other things around it, to feaston boiled eggs in the cold hand of a plate,the convulsions of the world can only goso far: it’s a matter of course … … regression is a retelling of history, mind-formsthat are slipping: Read More
Goodbye to This and That
by Constance Woodring I am old. Thank God. I will be dying soon. Thank God.I made shrimp cocktail this evening. The shrimp were frozen, cooked and in a bag marked:“no chemicals added.”As I write this poem, I still have a taste in my mouth. As if I made swimming pool water shrimp dip.I do not have children. I do not Read More