All Poetry

Salon Zine: All Poetry


BY KATE BERNADETTE BENEDICT Where the bilge bled, what the hold held, how the stabilizers spread their cunning wings— as Ship’s First Matrix I was

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BY MICHELLE LEE Here and there I’ve left slipknots of selves for dead, oaken and unmoving, yet somehow they’ve unravelled, looping out from beneath so

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The Hello Girls

BY KC TROMMER Good morning. Operator. A few hundred calls an hour. Inferno. Red lights: incoming white lights: connected damn thing ablaze at all hours.

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BY S.G. FRAZIER A row of glistening kids stood under the pool lamp, gazing through the fence links as one of the witnesses, beer coolie

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