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january

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ME TOO

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spilled

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BOUND TO HAPPEN

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The last something that meant anything.

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A LOVE STORY

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The Aftermath: Four Poems About Hurricane Harvey

Jenna Spagnolo
hurt

hurt

Momma and “daddy” are fighting again.
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First Date

First Date

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Nina Szarka
Slow Drip

Slow Drip

Stop looking at the clock
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Elizabeth Helmich
Things That Make Me Happy

Things That Make Me Happy

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delia
Written Out in Blood.

Written Out in Blood.

The day after the solar eclipse I woke to this love, written out in blood.
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[L] Appel
If I Could Lead a Life of Fiction

If I Could Lead a Life of Fiction

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Verses

Verses

Once upon a time, I was a tree.
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Dead Poetry

Dead Poetry

If popular poetry is trash, but the “good stuff” dies on shelves. What should I write?
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DHBogucki
want

want

I want to be swallowed whole by the cold ocean waves
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poop in the tub

poop in the tub

& other things they don’t tell you about motherhood
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