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Autumn of the World

September 16, 2019 By Olivia Rosane Leave a Comment

Suddenly the trees are tinged with flame.
The green is burning at the corners
like a blade of grass withering beneath a light-directing lens.

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Lament for an Endling

January 17, 2022 By Heather Milligan Leave a Comment

Snow Geese

Did fires burn through the last ancient woodland? /
Boughs that breathed the air before us, /
Reached deep into soil our fingers never touched.

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Reversion

June 17, 2021 By Paul Maidowski Leave a Comment

I can feel what you mean when we/ hear the same bells/
ringing peace through the night while/
we taste the cold air…

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Neo

March 15, 2021 By Stanton Yeakley Leave a Comment

He’d take his Winchester 94 from the gun rack and step out of the jeep looking like God himself put him up to what he was about to do. Then he would shoulder the rifle and thumb back the hammer. Gunshots rang louder in the morning. Kris never forgot that.

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Build the Wall

November 24, 2020 By Samuel Miller McDonald Leave a Comment

there is a wall /
between us and a horde— /
mass of angels come to usher us all / at once /
back to nothing

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Funeral

October 7, 2020 By Olivia Rosane 2 Comments

They have nowhere else to go./
No instinct to burrow./
No mask to fit between/
small lungs and the poison air.

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My father wants me to be a famous capitalist

September 28, 2020 By Nirvana Haldar 3 Comments

A land, clean, civil /
No oily, heavy tar breaths. /

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