People Bring Things Home
M. carried in three ceramic mallardswrapped in his jersey, their green facesrigid and unblinkingon the shelf of his arms. They were as significant as…
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HOW TO LOVE LIKE A HORSE
after Mindy Gill’s ‘A Kind of Paradise’ What I know about desire is horseswho aren’t hungry can’t be ownedby anyone. The horse, she bows…
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The Pine Tree
Fallen cones, Lay abandoned at the base of the tree. I too lie underneath it, cocooned in blankets. Isolated, my edges sharp. The tree…
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cute trip 2 the zoo
Rebecca Hawkes’ chapbook ‘Softcore coldsores’ was published in AUP New Poets 5 to reignite the series in 2019. She co-edits the journal Sweet Mammalian and is a founding member of…
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Aubade for Larks in December
The sky waits to be cleaved like a tongue against a railing. You scratch the paper walls, wings aching for warmth. Sirens slice through…
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Tiger Balm
When I was sick my mother would rub tiger balm on my belly and let me watch Audrey Hepburn in My Fair Lady I…
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city privacy we (women of the new era)
the bridges build walls the cars glide over bridges the gum trees evergreen the excavation of the wetlands paves way for the great highway…
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The Discovery of Purple
After Reubans Your cat is judging my manicure; they kisspurple. Your roommate says, the coastsof Greece were renovated by the disposedshell-fish/murex casings. An Anthropocene…
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on being found at the base of a martian cliff in spring
An avid introvert & full-time carbon-based life-form, Ashley Cline crash landed in south Jersey & still calls that strange land home. Most often found…
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