Snake Wine
“I know it’s a dream because the cobra is banded like/ a sea snake and the sea snake/ is preparing to spit.” Weekend poem, by Arjun Rajendran.
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Badlands
“The sun dips into an unknowable// tomorrow just beneath my fingertips.” Weekend Poem, by Taylor Supplee.
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The Faber Book of
“The publishers would like to/ Gratefully acknowledge themselves.” Weekend poem, by Rowland Bagnall.
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Walking
“It could be a remote suburb of Byzantium or the edge/ of a more familiar place.” Weekend Poem, by Leslie L. Nielsen.
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Inquisition
“And these are the verbs, neatly/ stacked. You think they bite. They/ don’t, but they sting a bit.” Weekend poem, by Mark J. Mitchell.
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Bad Things Happened
“They were as powerful as they were exotic, the ghosts/ of terror, His omniscience, the flapping of stained sheets/ just out of sight.” Weekend poem, by Holly Day.
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Muse
“Silence/ approaches/ from the/ left side of the/ d o o r…” Weekend poem, by Ronojoy Sircar
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Adoration #6
“It was lovely to/ spend those moments lessening my/ own loneliness.” Weekend poem, by Darren C. Demaree.
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summons
“tadpoles appeared—/ small, slippery as sperm,/ sliding through fingers.”
Weekend poem, by Athena Kashyap.
Wind Shaping Thirst
“She knows how solitude vases the rose stems/ of unspoken needs.”
Weekend poem, by Charles F. Thielman.