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When the Choir Floods In

by Melody Lin

 The spotlight a second sun,
You know how the flight will run.
The journey will take place without a hitch
And you know you'll hit just the right pitch.

Yet as you stand and bask
Does anyone ever ask?
The questions that forever froth,
The ones that you turn your nose at like sour b… Read more
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Obsidian

by Jill Tracy

 They knew we were there because of what we left behind:
ribbons of pollution hardened like tar
paved by the same asphalt we scraped our knees in.
It welcomed our blood and left gravel
in the abrasions;
an eye for an eye.
But really I shouldn't be saying We,
I should be saying You.
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Pumpkin Sky

by aj r.

 Cut off my scalp
and carve out the guts;
keep the seeds, but
nothing more.
Burn those until they're good
enough for your tastes.
Take your knife as you chew
and spit out the parts
of me you want me to
show.
I can be your best creation
and everyone's nightmare;
I'll be the perfe… Read more
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Paper Gold for Paper People

by Dani McLaughlin

You can watch your scattered dreams
Flutter out of your reach.
Like the crippled butterflies they are,
They sing,
They scream.

Relief is what you seek;
A golden cup with a golden cure,
And an equally golden price.

Why do we base our lives in gold?
Cheap paper for cheap goods,
Che… Read more
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(From) Dust

by Erin Carr

I-
You-
We are hurtling through the endless nothing at
67,000 miles per hour.

A speed incomprehensible,
A distance not yet travelled,
(in relativity, of course)
Is being accomplished with every blink of an eye.

Of course, there must be something to say for that.
What is it, though?
We … Read more
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Untitled Apora

by Jacynth Apora 

“...but up here it cannoned from rock to rock, divided, met in shocks of sound which rose in smooth columns (that music should be visible was a discovery)...(That’s an old man playing a penny whistle by the public-house, he muttered)...The music stopped. He has his penny, he reason… Read more
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Dead is Better

by Anne Kopec

 When someone dies
There's nothing else
You can do about it.
They lay there
In the coffin
Heart not beating
No hint of a breath
To be seen.
You have the
Temptation,
The strong urge
To bring them back.
You want to see
Their glazed eyes
Become the bright blue
They once were.
Their st… Read more
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