Month: August 2019

Early Bird by Eve Lyons

              Joseph came here every morning, but he had never seen the hawk. Other clients had told him about it, but he had never seen it for himself. He was smoking a cigarette, waiting for his weekly therapist’s...

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Poems by Linda M. Crate’

Both the Dream and Nightmare My uncle’s suicide opened my eyes which made me realize I did not really want to die, I just wanted the pain inside carved out; did not want to feel such a tempest of rage and sadness— I feel...

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Poems by Denise Sedman

Under the Influence of Depression: Group Meetings   We signed a confidentiality agreement, so, if you think you know us you really don’t!   Regulating, medicating, and suffocating   You said, “I’m depressed.” How...

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Poems by Kara Goughnour

Pumpkin Carving   My lover looks expectant, I think he should throw out the knife stowed   in the wastebasket, broken over pumpkin carving.   I wonder if pulling orange seeds is like pulling intestines   from...

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