Poetry
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Styx
by Jacqueline West
You who passed over the coils of its tar
won’t cross again, grazing its flow with your hem. -
Suicide Forest
by Marina Lee Sable
The tinsel glitter of sunset bursts
through leaves as the sky lurches
to the forest’s tenebrous call, -
An Evil Bird
by Anna Sykora
“I never saw you in my life,
I never wed, I want no wife,” -
Virgin Throat
by Anna Sykora
I grasp your hair and gloat,
And softly bare the ivory curve
Of your warm, virgin throat; -
Daughter O Daughter
by Marge Simon and Michael Fosburg
alas these tracks I lay in blood and muck
cannot bear your affliction to me, to take
upon these sunburnt shoulders. -
Soul of a Victorian
by Bruce Boston
And while you are listening
you taste the dead hours and grasp
the worms’ artless consummation:
