Ruth Woolson, Reminiscence

The organ played – harshly, sadly and slowIt would render a solemn tune, muted by a distant black crowAlone in the field the bird cackled aloudDrawing glares and scowls from…

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Carol Stowe, TERROR

When you are only 3 or 4 the terror will render you frozenMuted from the ability to cry out in fear, From expressing the horror that would be likely to…

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Isabella Russell-Ides, Thanatopsis Redux

She speaks a various language.*                                                Bound in the bardo bereft     vaguely present, almost dead.For fucking shining aloud            let me    back in. Come again, sustaining terrorCarve my shadow on your cave…

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Mark David Noble, an accounting

thoughts emerge aloud, unintended, launching like a hunting dog set free, with field bound abandon, formerly muted details escape, mystify other patrons in this grocery store check-out line  what item…

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Madhuri Nagaraj, Disenchanted

Yesterday I went blind.No sudden crush of ebonied nightUnder which fractured stars emergeNo molten terror that does shift and spitover fettle, through weathered gorgeNo such desperate revealNo such merciful source…

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