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  • Phoenix's Bliss

    Umar Ehtesham | Pakistan

    In the dark depths of my mind's abyss, A strangled mess of gunshots exists, The shade of sadness, an endless chasm...

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    Phoenix's Bliss

    In the dark depths of my mind's abyss,
    A strangled mess of gunshots exists,
    The shade of sadness, an endless chasm,
    Often consumed me with its icy spasm.

    In the silence of my solitude,
    I found no solace or gratitude,
    Only echoes of my own despair,
    Haunting me with their relentless glare.

    But like a Phoenix shedding ash,
    I rose anew from that stark clash.
    With wings of hope and heart of fire,
    I soared above my pain of mire.

    $tillUmz (Umar Ehtesham)

  • Capacity for Self-Love

    Heather Gluck

    Even when I know me, it’s just that I’ve written something new on my face. The mirror is a grid, partially filled out.

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    Capacity for Self-Love

    Even when I know me, it’s just that
    I’ve written something new on my face.
    The mirror is a grid, partially filled out.
    I am trying to create a logic for continuance
    that will last the length of a newspaper, at least.
    The sidewalk tulips
    are red and yellow like McDonalds;
    crawfish in the market are the same to me.
    I finger tomatoes on their hard parts
    and then squeeze, wondering what
    I have ever possessed.
    Touching each of my fingers to a soft back
    in the shower and parting the brooks that flow there,
    I know my thoughts form only
    as a response to stimulus.
    When he wraps his legs around mine
    I wonder what I am to him, and if that is possibly me,
    who is so open and eager to love.
    I'm just the first person I see every day.
    Even then it’s a question of proximity.

  • Dismantling the Bathroom

    Michele Herman

    So much business we’ve done in here for thirty years. So much wax and hair old potions a plastic pail many moons of fingernail.

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    Dismantling the Bathroom

    So much business
    we’ve done in here
    for thirty years.
    So much wax and hair
    old potions a plastic pail
    many moons of fingernail.
    Our film our stubble
    our spit our plaque
    our toejam our grit.

    I found a thousand
    dental picks I never
    knew we owned,
    plastic applicators
    for products long
    since outgrown.

    The tub without its curtain
    the walls without their towels
    the dish without its soap
    the vanity’s empty drawers --
    all the fixtures seem to mope.

    The hours we gave
    to the mirror that opened
    three ways, assessing,
    assessing, assessing
    our own gaze.

  • Our Search for Answers

    Sharon Suzuki-Martinez
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