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Where Butterflies Sleep

Where Butterflies Sleep

Poems by Marilyn LaGrone-Amaral   Where Butterflies Sleep This night of all nights I wish to sleep where the butterflies sleep I need to rest with them… So I, too, may awake joyous with a boisterous fluttering of my wings And chase the summer morning light Through the lacy green shawl of the passionflower leaves [...]

Trash Can Nights (Excerpt)

Trash Can Nights (Excerpt)

1 • Dorothy Wu Monday, September 3 Today was a day for the scribes to record and the blind bards to sing about. For today I went on a glorious adventure with my perfect prince. We overcame hordes of vile villains, gathered crucial supplies for our greater mission, and strengthened our bond as destiny mates. [...]

Circle of Lies

Circle of Lies

Spinning back, to the starting ground The one way trip, which brings us down Like one car, doing laps or a jungle, with endless traps No way to win No way to choose A single fate we have to lose The truth is seen yet we pretend it’s not The lie is spilled and we [...]

Too Beautiful

Too Beautiful

Some Bras Art Too Beautiful To the team at Natori
 If this were ancient Egypt, and if I were Queen, I would tell the priests not to worry overmuch about the cache of 
pots, tools and mini gods in my pyramid but to focus, instead, 
on pretty things. For it is pretty things I cherish [...]

Smile! Or Bite Me!

Smile! Or Bite Me!

I would like to do my part to wipeout a most obnoxious behavior. I hope I speak for a lot of you. I am talking about nipping those folks in the bud who feel obliged to tell complete strangers to “Smile!” It usually happens to me in grocery stores. I have occasionally gotten it in [...]

Summer Shorts

Summer Shorts

Elixir Sipped cup of words strong brew milked mind sweetened tongue.     To be Turn up quiet shut down noise inside out outside in begin.     Wonder Full Smile stretch forget frown witness baby’s first step       Ponder Not knowing hopeful Know it all hopeless.       Distracted Look over [...]

The Juggler

The Juggler

The Juggler by Cheryl Klein Every night, Amalia Reyna prayed to Saint Julian to make her reborn. As whom or what, she didn’t know, so that was part of her prayer: Dear Saint Julian in Heaven, make me…. Then her thoughts would trail off. She’d found the candle at the corner store one day when [...]

The Restaurant

The Restaurant

As soon as she hears his key click, the sound of the bolt moving, and the door opening, she wipes her wet hands on her faded flowered apron and walks from the kitchen towards the front of their long narrow house in west London. The glass in the front door rattles against its scratchy wooden [...]

Clip of Wing

Clip of Wing

I hadn’t seen Wing in perhaps four years, but he remembered me when I came last week and silently motioned me to his chair. I explained I had not come for a haircut this time but would like to hear his stories so I could write about him. He consented, but only to answer direct [...]

Coyote

Coyote

Coyote could eat me in one snap, maybe two, okay four, but not more than ten, Friend crow, calls me, “Listen up, drifter, see the pale bristle at seven o’clock,” Twin marbles meeting mine, I am meat if the cad but dares, the sycamores will not tell, the summer children lay sleeping, until hunger wakes [...]

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