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What Good Is It To Touch A Wound

if you do not know how to without emptying it of anxious colors           we are all rotten with choice but photosynthesis is for plants the wound produces a rainbow of its own accord. don’t fall           graze over a slope that ...

Two Poems by stephanie roberts

JESUS DOESN'T LOVE THE LITTLE CHILDREN AS MUCH HAS HE USED TO ain't that just the gotdamn truth? red & yellow? nope, don't want em' —especially the red all their blood later the oranges still steal crimson-wet land breaking heads & contracts raising stone cold towers over bones ...

Black Marie Antoinette

I was a queen, and you took away my crown; a wife, and you killed my husband; a mother, and you deprived me of my children. My blood alone remains: take it, but do not make me suffer long. ...

Two Poems by Susanna Lang

Terra Incognita        And I'm generating, I'm generating,        oh my babies by the millions where        will you all sleep?        —Helen Degen Cohen It’s like when one of the dragons who patrol ...