Lisa Huffaker

Lisa Huffaker’s poems appear in 32 Poems, Spillway, The Boiler, Able Muse, and other journals. Her project White Rock Zine Machine offers art and writing through sculptural vending machines. She has been a visiting artist at the Dallas Museum of Art and the Nasher Sculpture Center, and has an installation on view at Ro2 Art.…

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Jason Edwards

Jason Edwards is a native Texan. He toured with the Dallas Slam Team, placing second overall in the 1998 National Poetry Slam, and the Slam America national tour. In 2001, he formed Trigger Happy Jacks, a gay performance troupe featuring poetry, performance art, theatre and comedy. His newest book of poetry Let’s Run Away To…

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Paul Koniecki

Paul Koniecki lives and writes in Dallas, Texas. He was once chosen for the John Ashbery Home School Residency. His poems feature in Richard Bailey’s movie “One of the Rough” distributed by AVIFF Cannes. His books are available from Kleft Jaw Press, NightBallet Press, Dark Particle Press, and Spartan Press. -for Beirut, Lebanonthe heart’s tide…

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Gayle Reaves-King

Gayle Reaves-King is a poet, editor, educator and Pulitzer Prize-winning journalist. A Texas native, she lives in Fort Worth. Her chapbook Spectral Analysis was published by the Dallas Poets Community. She was a founder and for several years an organizer of Pandora’s Box Poetry Showcase. She is a member of The Writer’s Garret in Dallas; besides the…

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Kari Lynch, we used to sing, America.

i am watching a virus ascend on a country, live on television, like everything else “a one in three chance of catching it” the newscaster says, echoing the expert he has just interviewed, the agony of those suffering reported third hand  Men who live in crystalline houses busy themselves making decisions for those in daub…

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Gayle Reaves-King, A Vocabulary For The New Age

Begin with A for agony.  True, other ages have had their pains – torture, slavery, Holocaust, hunger, war, but this we feel deep in our pockets. Behest – that’s like gifting. At the behest of CEOs and bankers, masks and guns, we forget the plea for simple words, ascend the ladder from clear nature to…

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Kristan Taylor, Tiny Goldmine

You scanned the area as if it were the first time you had plundered Your timing was crystalline: the last moments of light, the broken bulb on top of the totem A surge of parking lot birds echoing in the crisp summer air announced the magic hour These were trying times, so said a fool…

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Priscilla Rice, Loba (Self-Sacrifice, Self-Love)

It was the night my totem appeared in a dream A she-wolf, una loba, who stood outside the door I was inside with my ex, and I could hear the rasp of her voice The agony, echoing in the dark and the howls of lament and rabia,  The cadence of her heart, in sync with…

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KshounishBhadra-Bhaduri,

the agony of my clear, crystalline heart which i daub with the echoing tears of our release i stumbled away from our destiny the design of my soul plundered by your behest a revelation i reached far too late the interminable timing of your laugh, once a thing of grace, now a rasp as the…

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