"The Walrus asked if this missing person had Down syndrome and was I his caretaker?"
By Eliza Kostelanetz Schrader"My pedagogical disagreements with bartenders are a source of never-ending grief for me."
By Hilary GanI feel trapped in my old life / Like a hermit crab that won’t abandon its shell
By Gregg G. Brown"Drill sergeant never told us how much louder guns are when they’re shooting at you."
By Andrew Slater"My upstairs neighbor is converting his toilet into a public toilet."
By Perry GenovesiShe thinks about swans, the woman reading, / and a tall girl with tangled hair...
By Katharyn Howd MachanPitiful humans compelled / by some wrinkled force / to figure who they might be...
By Eric HelmsA poem to remember one of Marxist humanism's most brilliant voices.
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