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Poetry Contest Winners
i was a wild thing down by the river, quiet like wild things are.
Poetry Contest Winners
Exhausted, androgynous, delirious, I delight in my many parts.
Poetry
In hushed awe they talk of things to come, a golden time of flowering.
N30B Winners
I dug a hole in you; I jumped (here is the church, here is the steeple).
N30B Winners
Elsewhere, perhaps here too, regimes stagger, a congress ends.
Poem of the Week
our minds are not the same if they were the same you would be here
Poetry
He greets you with a kiss and marries your elbow to walk the path.
Poetry
There was only the gulf of our steps, our breathing brittle as string.
Poetry
Before there was air, sublime silence. There was no one not to hear it.
Poetry
The stars begin to turn clockwise, freeing us of all consequences.
Poetry
Even as a child, I was skeptical—testing God when He wasn’t looking.
Poetry
he has come to write like nervous wasps in my mind like a grocery list.
Poem of the Week
the bible doesn’t tell us how they stormed up to his ark beat their fists
Poem of the Week
If I bring the wrong pen the words look like snow piles on an empty page.
Poem of the Week
I saw the glowing body, silver with time, emerge from behind a lone pine.
Poetry
After almonds after anchovies. After baguettes, a plate of cheese.
Poem of the Week
Some night soon you’ll haul yourself out from far beneath this life.
Poem of the Week
Absence rarely makes the heart grow fonder, or so my mother said.
Poem of the Week
Lunatics call it annihilation . . . Think of it as not doing a thing
Poem of the Week
Suddenly two would dart and clasp one another belly to belly.
Poetry
Tell her I put poison in the pot and I intend to watch her drink it.
