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By Jonathan B. Tucker
pardon our appearance
as we grow to better serve you
says the sign on the fence
By Zein El-Amine
Sit in their circle.
Don't let your eyes linger
on any object in the room.
By DaMaris B. Hill
I dream of hounds. Their teeth loose in my veins.
Their howls consume me. They growl and feast.
She whispers not to run. I can't refrain.
By Lauryn Nesbitt
As long as you wake up everyday you should have
no reason to complain, right
i guess if i'm still breathing then i'm not really
By Renée Ellen Olander
Yesterday, a ten-year old newcomer to a zoo
Fought her new mate, broke
Out of her cage, and galumphed
By Sheila Black
The brace was metal, and it fastened around the ankles.
Outside in the street there was the beggar with elephantiasis; there was
the leper, the neighbor with eyes milky blind,
By Meg Eden
I look for a man's hand inside
the folds of my purse, and find
a pattern that recalls a finger print, the way
By Joseph Ross
In a summer of snipers
some men raised their hands
with fingers pressed
By Venus Thrash
I am wearing a white tux with tails,
or a baby blue one with a ruffly shirt,
or decked out in classic black, or coolly
By Jose Padua
All the out of business auto body shops
on this slow highway, all the abandoned
buildings with peeling paint, the vacant