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‘It was necessary to lend myself to the memory’, by Amy Allara

It was necessary to lend myself to the memory  of a body that could.  To separate from the broken figure,  the body that would not listen.  To not pretend.  To forego.  To not waste the clock’s signal.  To set it straight.  To disown magical inclinations.  To attach to that which understands.  To disavow the indifferent.  […]

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‘Focal Signal Intensity Enhancements’, by Maureen Miller

I’m poeming this poem  from a forest-boreal  transition zone  anticipating intense  public reaction  to my poem against the bony mets  that XXXX up my posture & infiltrate our nat’l backbone  its prostate biopsy analogy lost/inapparent in the sagamore gloam this spine unresponsive  to the pre-patent analog  that is my poem   by Maureen Miller doctorwritermaureenmiller.tumblr.com [This […]

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‘Occam’s Hammer’, by Garry Coulthard

No one talks about Occam’s other idea, the hammer, when his razor didn’t cut deep enough, his hammer smashed down. ‘Of an event occurring, it is most likely that the simplest one is the correct one’ ‘Of an inevitability occurring, the one that hurts the most is the correct one’ When Occam’s hammer falls, it’s […]

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