The repercussions of clipping a parrots wings

The Repercussions of Clipping a Parrot’s Wings by Matthew Dexter

Last night, I loaded the pipe with freebase and watched the Houston Astros balling through the rusty rabbit ears. Ocean orange, fluorescent lime-green lizard licking rheum [...]

December 1, 2013

Times Square 1960 by Mark Pritchard

February 1, 2014

I haven’t been to a joint like this in years, but this is where Feldman is appearing. The faded lobby is strangely [...]
Vixen by Kieron Walquist

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After Ma died, the fox appeared. Black-mittened, face and fur scorched in red, the vixen would prowl our neglected hayfield, [...]
Two Poems by Jenya Doudareva

February 1, 2015

Tightly Packed Sardines Forget the niceties And note the following: While you are tightly packed Like sardines in a can, [...]
Self Portrait with Sweet Red Wine by Mica Evans

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I blot my lipstick in all the wrong places like on the lining of my goodwill purse my jacket sleeve the window on the back [...]
Lightwood by Steph Post

May 1, 2017

There was no one to greet Judah Cannon when he got out of Starke, so he just started walking. The sky was gray, the air [...]
Three Poems by Bennett Allen

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Losing My Edge What’s it like to be a gay warden? Sorry, deputy warden I want to ask him but don’t He [...]
Two Poems by Lynne Potts

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FACTS, CHICKENS, AND TRAIN TRACKS Acquisition in the lobby of the El Rancho Hotel, Gallup New Mexico where the waitress [...]
the day i stopped being a black hole and other poems by Linda M. Crate

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“i bet you don’t remember me,” he said, flashing me a devil may cry smirk and eyes full of talons; i was a [...]
Innocent and Smirky by Paul Beckham

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My mother always stressed good deeds but my other relatives seemed oblivious to the concept. I was required to do at least [...]
The Same Shine by Ernest Gordon Taulbee

October 23, 2017

The absence of a hangover made Samuel suspect he was dead. Last night’s moonshine had the perfect mix of burn and corn [...]
The Repercussions of Clipping a Parrot’s Wings by Matthew Dexter

December 1, 2013

Last night, I loaded the pipe with freebase and watched the Houston Astros balling through the rusty rabbit ears. Ocean [...]
What’s In A Name? by Audrey Wick

December 28, 2016

She told me she thought about naming me Annabel Lee, after the famous female in Edgar Allan Poe’s poem. Instead, she named [...]