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Split Decision

Split Decision

She just couldn’t go back. It was the fear of returning, returning to the narrow, pale Dickensian chins, colorless competition with glazed blue eyes looking beyond and through her; the easing of their shapeless forms against cold leather chairs, pushing corporate words over, around and past her. The routine movements stretched and splattered, extending like [...]

Writing Soup

Writing Soup

I am confused and bewildered in a house whose couches sprawl and sag and whose books give off musty odors as blonde, blue-eyed, white-toothed actresses sit together as on a bus of youth headed towards Pilates, thinking strength and prettiness will gift them the innate poem. I sit across the room near three older women [...]

Photograph in the Studio

Photograph in the Studio

Photograph in the Studio by Jacqueline Tchakalian There’s a black, sticky spot on the photograph of my husband. Shadows of branch, lattice work, pattern his shirt. Half his face glows in late after- noon sun, the other half darkens in its own shade. There were three of us that day:  Father, mother, daughter. We had [...]

This Moment

This Moment

This Moment by Austin Straus at the dining table, chewed and savored, reverberating in my skull, seeping into memory staying forever and when and if it ever dies, if everything dies when the person dies, I will feel the loss, somehow, a loss to posterity, to the universe of a moment that throbbed with life, [...]

Lost and Fine

Lost and Fine

Pushed out of line He lost their way The passage of time kept him at bay A promising child to a shell of a man A beautiful boy to a hopeless case who can’t even stand much less race All is lost or so they’d say But chance so it happens has a different way [...]

The Morning the Egg Exploded

The Morning the Egg Exploded

I am at my mother’s condo, staying with her for the foreseeable as she recovers from her second hip replacement. And, since these are early days and Mama is kind of loopy on pain meds, I am responsible for pretty much everything, from helping her in and out of bed and fetching her hearing aid [...]

Note Left on the Bedpost

Note Left on the Bedpost

Note Left on the Bedpost  For My Ordinary Icarus By Lynne Thompson   From more than my balcony, you leap—patchouli in air, hymn like a wheel, a fiction turned hurricane on an atoll. You are ever-young, hair slicked from your temples. You are color and no color and a pyre and more harming than harmed. [...]

Love Constitute

Love Constitute

  Love Constitute (serves 2) 1/4 pound Basic Lust 1/3 cup Infatuation 5-6 chunks of Total Joy Equal pinch of Want & Need 6 heaping tablespoons of Unrealistic Expectations Essence of Blind Devotion Layers of Denial Sprinkling of Fairy Dust (optional) Add each ingredient sequentially. Mix thoroughly. Cover and let rise in a heated environment. [...]

Into the Bay Forever

Into the Bay Forever

If you lean just a bit, from the balcony on the bay you can see the water. I like the view 100 feet outward – the reflection of palm trees, the boats with their sails, and, later, the light from the moon streaming like a bridge not quite to where we stand. Oh let’s say [...]

Untitled

Untitled

Lend your breath to my chest—not the still-born words, but gravity, and transparency of what peace may come. Like a name or—if not that—the last syllable or utterance of a name: an instance I can sense and, locked-in-deep, maybe be open eyes against my hair in your teeth-clenched.  ~~~ Copyright © “Untitled” by Dain Fedora [...]

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