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Jan/Feb 2000

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Poetry


 

Two Poems
brakelocked parents unable to move,
dad wedged in the rut of the bed edge,
mom punctured by Need, leaking air

Frank Van Zant

 

St. Patrick's Horns
So push your way past Springsteen fans who, ponderous up-
on the porch, cavort like torpid Rosalitas, manic manatees.

Mitchell Metz

 

Snow White Sick
I have been hysterically poisoned
Jessy Randall

 

Winter Solstice Moon
Peering over my shoulder
licking at my skin
like a cat

Annette Marie Hyder

 

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