‘Ocularis’, by M. F. DeMaurisha
by M. F. DeMaurisha U. K.
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‘Hagalaz’, by Ruth V. Chalkley
In Lithuanian, runoti means both “to cut (with a knife)” and “to speak”. Hail: Hagalaz Pain, loss, suffering, hardship, sickness, crisis. Spirit-breaker Faith-Taker Misery-Maker Joy-Stealer Dream-Breaker Shadow-Hound. Thought-Waker Friend-Fooler … Continue Reading ‘Hagalaz’, by Ruth V. Chalkley
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‘Splinted’, by Ruth Victoria Chalkley
Today I was issued with hand splints. Carapaced; oddly reassuring, oddly restricting; Even in their disposition. I am that crab. Their bindings have an onomatopoeia: irascible. by Ruth Victoria Chalkley Additional poems hosted on other websites: Tanzkarte NHS; Carrier Pigeon for Science U.K.
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‘i want my mom’, by socks
i want my mom i want my mom i want my mom i want my mom i want my mom i want my mom i want my mom i want my mom i want my mom i want my mom i want my mom i want my mom i want my mom i want my… Continue Reading ‘i want my mom’, by socks
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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. … Continue Reading ‘It was necessary to lend myself to the memory’, by Amy Allara
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‘It is absurd to suppose that forms spring from names’, by Amy Allara
And what are the chances that I am what this is this as what I am told to be the case and I am the case to be taken on and out of the way fix it so others can breathe and get on with it what are the chances that this is what I… Continue Reading ‘It is absurd to suppose that forms spring from names’, by Amy Allara
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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… Continue Reading ‘Focal Signal Intensity Enhancements’, by Maureen Miller
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‘Food for Thought’, by Ryan Michael Dumas
Just got a letter from disability insurance: Denied. I’m not disabled enough to get anything. After months of trying to convince them. How do you prove you can’t work? I cannot sit up, stand, or walk hardly at all. There is no job I can do while laying down, without having to make phone calls.… Continue Reading ‘Food for Thought’, by Ryan Michael Dumas
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‘7 Months of Pain’, by Robert Orr
Every day I travelled, called or thought It was never going to get better But the morphine did its job Varying degrees of brightness But in the end all grey Kept away the darkness that we knew would come one day We had laughs, we had tears We had quiet, we had sleep We had… Continue Reading ‘7 Months of Pain’, by Robert Orr
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‘Ray’, by Philip Brennan
His hand closed up over the stretch of five years, and stayed like that till he passed. First the pinkie, as if winched towards the palm by an invisible string, and then the ring finger went, till his hand was frozen stiff like a claw. It was like it had slowly snapped shut, sixty years… Continue Reading ‘Ray’, by Philip Brennan
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