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Poem of the Week

one hiccupping pilgrim halts at the shriveled worming road before her, pimpled with pebbles blueblack with winter beatings. the chronic birthday-disappointment pain, the childhood companion embraces her at chest height and sinks slowly down squeezing her into a pear, the… Read More ›

Poem of the Week

Frost melted off the pears by the time You came home without the milk, again. I brood over the morning crossword Burnt toast and scrambled eggs Six letters, “Wish undone.” Your shoulders tense as you exhale I look for some… Read More ›

Poem of the Week

it’s because she was an artist He still remembers how she told him that when she was bored, or felt too small within herself (her fingers would go numb) she would imagine how a manna ray moves. That it felt… Read More ›

Poem of the Week

Seven tracts of land you made; uncreated your farm and last 47 years. You instructed us The representatives of Your memory, as we sat speechless To make this unyielding land into the Home of the everlastings. Seven tracts of land… Read More ›