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The Cancer Port by Robert King It's called a port, a harbor, haven, home, a city on the coast of…
Every Moment by Pat A Physics Stammering into the microphone, the scarecrow mannequin version of you spits hay dribbling down…
THE WORST POET IN THE WORLD by Marc Carver Have you heard about the worst poet in the world He…
City Made of Centuries of Breath by Dan Raphael As though the air was glass or ice all but what…
FOR A WEEK by John D Robinson My wife has gone away; it’s only been a matter of hours and…
DAVID IN LOVE by Ruth Z Deming He lay on the sofa in his briefs, watching his belly rise up…
UNNAMED SPECIES by Matthew Phillips Half-awake, scratching red mosquito bites on the inside of my left ankle, swelling with aching…
August by Lizette Woodworth Reese No wind, no bird. The river flames like brass. On either side, smitten as with…
Fishing on the Susquehanna in July by Billy Collins I have never been fishing on the Susquehanna or on any…