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Peter Sellers by MICHAEL ESTABROOK

…this morning I was

surprised

to see

my wife

looked like

Peter Sellers.

2 December 2004 | poetry, light verse

 

Teeth by ARACELIS GIRMAY

Two sisters ride down with us

to Massawa's liberation celebration.


One sister is the color of injera; her teeth are big and stuck-out.

One sister is a cinnamon stick.

2 March 2004 | poetry

 

Terrene by SOMMER ANTRIM

My sister's body is expanding to the open stretch of a meadow,

a mountain or shore or total Earth all balanced on her

two legs that months ago supported just one torso.

16 April 2009 | poetry

 

Three by SHELLY REED

you are the urinal

in which men piss infidelity

when wives demur sex

2 September 2002 | poetry

 

There's a certain slant of light, by EMILY DICKINSON

There's a certain slant of light,

On winter afternoons,

That oppresses, like the weight

Of cathedral tunes.


Heavenly hurt it gives us;

20 January 2008 | poetry, classic

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