Poetry

Outer Banks: A Note

Jason Gray

One of the horses has a wounded leg. / It doesn’t seem to mind, though the skin shines

to the heckler at my first poetry reading, 1994

Daniel Nester

and i can still remember // how you waited // until i finished // each // poem

Some Random Issues

John Repp

Things are so much more random now, / what with all the issues everyone has

Early February at the House of Recovery

Trish Marshall

I am that neighbor that makes him want to scream. / He can’t get far enough away from me, 

Enjoy Every Sandwich

Will Walker

Now spring, I should be swinging / for the fences, but settle instead / for my new favorite Thursday sandwich

Ovulating in Church

Heather Lanier

Desire starts just above the eight-inch spikes / affixing his feet to the cross.

Death of a Tourist

Clare McMillan

Starling scattershot / over the sweep of vineyards, / heavy with fruit

Memory with Water

Jessie Raymundo

For now let's talk about sinking / cities, said my mother

Red River

Ashley Kirkland

Kentucky can be / what you imagine a rainforest / could be like.

Flood

Louise Wilford

I am halfway there when I see the cars turn back. / Rain bounces off the road, drums on the roof,

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