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Two Poems by Rob Engle

Two Poems by Rob Engle SCHRÖDINGER At once, night has arrived. Inside the house, each room has gone up in light. A cup of coffee left from breakfast has since grown cold and now overpowers the counter. It screams to stay unwanted. Truly terrifying, but what else is there to do? Kill each candle between two decisive fingers? Approach kitchen through ...
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“The Geology of October Children” by Faye Sabrage Brontide

The Geology of October Children by Faye Sabrage Brontide October Children are moonmilk veins and a thirst for fire. Amber eyes by a flashlight’s beam, fossilized resin seaming opaque shards with murky light yellow beneath layers of crust. Theirs is a paleontology revealed through the scar and scrape of long nails scavenging lost symbols, forgotten rites, written in rock and flesh.  ...
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“Even Hummingbirds Rest” by Sydney Cleland

Even Hummingbirds Rest by Sydney Cleland This poem was a F(r)iction Fall Literary Competition finalist. Here’s one, tiny wings stilled, tip-toeing on a rose of sharon twig as dusk drapes us in a humid breeze.                            I suck in my breath. Elsewhere my mother, bound by a breathing tube, rocks ...
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“Heat” by Leah Hedrick

Heat by Leah Hedrick This poem was a F(r)iction Fall Literary Competition finalist. A drought hit the county the day we met and stretched into July. They told me about you, babe; said we’d have heat. Heat leached the green from the cornfields & drained the Wabash. Herons stalked the cracked bed caked in clay with nowhere to bathe. We overlooked ...
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“Talking about Herpes in the Supermarket” by Kendra Poole

Talking about Herpes in the Supermarket by Kendra Poole This poem was a F(r)iction Fall Literary Competition finalist. I call Ellen to panic. We whisper risk factors, transmittable, outbreak, open sore. (I am searching for an empty aisle, some privacy. Also, for tonight’s dinner.) He will cook me tilapia in a scallion butter sauce. I will drink Riesling from a mason jar. ...
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“Los Fantasmas” by Brandon Melendez

Los Fantasmas by Brandon Melendez This poem was a F(r)iction Fall Literary Competition finalist. My grandmother believes in los fantasmas. She says they dance free of their bones & into the wind. These spirits laugh & howl as they look over us from street lights & old books. She says the dead have a strange way of telling us things. My grandfather died ...
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“Capricious” by rm mist

Capricious by rm mist Last August as barometers fell and skies spun their pewter webs, we dreamed of rain. Watching thirsty   sourwoods blush before the light shifted, we pressed that buxom summer to fill our shelves with bottles of bread   and butter pickles, spicy salsa, home brew. Dog days courted the fat winds out of Alabama, teased us to ...
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Two Poems by Zackary Medlin

Two Poems by Zackary Medlin An Incomprehensive List I am reading you in bed, my flashlight under the sheets, hiding from the storm I have been made to make. It gets so confusing when the lights go out. I go out for a smoke, standing stock -still on the porch waiting to see the world flash the way lightning must see ...
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Two Poems by Joseph Hutchison

Two Poems by Joseph Hutchison Another Sky Frigid wind shivers one tattered wing of a car-struck magpie dead on the road. Now her gibbous moon breast lights up another sky, her eye’s black opal that night’s only star.   The Raven’s Wing A black flash, a streak                   outside the sliding glass door, startled your       glance into                   dwindling twilight. The ...
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“An offering” by Martha McCollough

An offering by Martha McCollough   I had a strategy—    God’s always more pleased with a prodigal.   Skin your knee & the nun says offer it up, think of St. Lucy her eyes rolling on a plate or was it her breasts—breasts might be Agatha—anyway      it’s sick how she moons    over Sebastian    fainting & full ...