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Three Poems by Ashley Danielle Ryle
You must understand how much I love my husband, how beautiful / he is naked in the kitchen in midnight thirst: his two beards, / his crooked left ear, how even after everything we go at it
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Three Poems by Darren C. Demaree
Emily as it’s not so difficult to write an erotic poem about the mother of your childen. There is thirst. There is rain, / & dew. There is always coffee leftover in the morning.
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Atomic Habits
The self-help book suggests: Do not say I want to be, instead say I am.
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the rupture of membranes
for God’s sake, not every bleeding hurts some tastes / like pineapple juice when it’s in the mouth.
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September 1
The bright August sun glistened off the deep blue water of Lake Arrowhead. In their attempt to refresh their bodies, overly tan water skiers with peroxide-bleached hair trickled inside for the unneeded calories of a McDonald’s soft serve vanilla ice cream cone.
