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TWO POEMS by Rochelle Hurt

     I admire its belligerent uncertainty, like:
I’ll know if I know when I please. Pointed
indecision as auto-prick that sticks my sentence-tip.

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HERE, THE SPARROWS WERE, ALL ALONG by Chelsea Dingman

                                                                            Every minute or so, a hallelujah dies in someone’s mouth. Every minute or so, a gunshot.               A ceasefire. A tire shreds                             on the highway, & pieces flit like sparrows across the sky. Silly me. I thought                                                                             we were here to live.               The garden’s hallelujahs: tulips & rhododendrons, alive in the ground. We expect so much […]

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BLACK BALLAD by Afua Ansong

The night I try to kill myself a boy is shot in the shoulders at the gas station next to my apartment. I don’t flinch. I lie on the rubber of my bed that keeps the bugs away and stare at the black poles holding the bunk bed together. The mice play sought and found […]

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