Ars Poetica
by Ben Nardolilli
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by Ben Nardolilli
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To Sleep at Night by Dana Masden There is a flash of lightening in front of the car that illuminates the muddy road like…
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by Ben Parker Just once, in shame, he refuses; his turning snags her words on air. Rock-blue, her pupils bloom. From his dust…
Read MoreI. A dove into a mirror; A crow into a tree. II. There is a word missing. —A.R. Chase Archer Rose Chase…
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By John Wesick “You want something, Mr. Terry?†The braless Indian girl moved closer to the table, and the corner lifted the hemline…
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doctors pure as angels, white as chefs peruse menus on clipboards, their exhaustion mouthed in metric from a graveyard shift cuisine measuring…
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By Milo James Fowler
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Arizona was a dry attic we broke into. You told me how we entered in a window splitting under the weight of sunlight, how…
Read MoreSeptember 1st, 1939Â If those who do not know history are doomed to repeat themselves, we are in a tornado. Turning vicious cycles. The…
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My apartment I’ve written so many poems about my little apartment, what’s one more? This poem is about the lady two floors up, who…
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