Gossamer wings glintRazor wire gleams in sunlight Death row butterflies
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Gossamer wings glintRazor wire gleams in sunlight Death row butterflies
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The head, decapitated,it sits on a shore, at some corner of the world.Desperation is what they feel as blood g…
MISSION 376: PATIENT X There’s dirt in his mouth now &nbs…
The War in Coming Out Today we honor those soldiers who fought for our country against oppressing forces. It was a ma…
CASAVA REPUBLICS Juba Child of lost sperm in sunsets of political masturbation Wagadugu Deadline of our revolutions D…
Mosul Reflections Ten years and the place is not the same. Memory of green hills in a dry land,cratered by what fell …
We start again:With promises made for silver pass, platinum deferment,tithing calls go out to the faithful wealthy,su…
The top of the mountain is hidden.It looks like a cloud of smoke.But it’s a snow filled cloud.The map says it…
watch what they mouth say, but listen what they hands do i grew up hearing certain accents & vocabularies & s…
The Things You Leave Out after Yamamoto Jōchō, Jim Morrison, and Robert Frost You quote One c…
1. They say Stop-and-friskIs a brief and non-intrusive stop of a suspect.Which can be deadly in America where Statist…
Paris sirensPewter skyThe white laceOf a dogwood boughAt midnight Reach upClutch and huffHungry before bedFor the swe…
Remembering Beirut, Halloween ‘83 The ground beds a stuffed effigy with bulging leaves.Through peculiar affinity it r…
Joe Pan popped up on many veteran writers’ radars in 2014. He had recently written the first great poem about what le…
The Shoes That Bore Us It is a dream of kind slippers that coddle bunions appeasedby hands mittened as the same kind …
George Kovach’s poetry collection, The Light Outside, begins with a narrator who’s stuck holding open a window. He’s …
Hurry up – Halt. And quiet, Marines sleep. – Covers askew necks cocked weighted by the waiting. Dozing so…
1. The book arrives. By mail and on the cover. There are clouds. Gray clumped in altostratus heaps. A military helico…
Faces oak branches reach &n…
Pillar of Salt Raining fire, burning steel …And now I see haunted Images of headlessBodies bathed in bloodstained San…
I have confused the bombs that were in the desert with those birth control devices implanted in the uterus Forgive me…
When you left Guatemala. Crossed the border Into Mexico. With your father or How there was a smuggler. Who Too…
PIXELATED WOMAN, WEBCAM SHADE Pixelated woman, even your shadowI know as my lover.It whispered.Ash-white dry-erase li…
October 08, 2019 The war in Afghanistan is now old enough to go to war in Afghanistan. Yesterday the war in Afghanist…
1. I’m reading Aaron Graham’s war poetry. And I think violence is a volcano. How pressure builds. Between layers of r…
the secret life of simon & the whale the boy inches close to the water &…
A Letter to Greta “…so pitying and yet so distant,” Cecil Beaton Among my father’s posthumous flotsam recently …
Gwen Stefani Knows How to Get Everything I Want It takes a misdelivered Cosmo to finally understand what I want and h…
Parade the Beef “I declare this meat tasty and fit for human consumption.” – President of the Mess, CLR-27, Lan…
You’d caught
the big one they said, you’d hooked a willow and
sank thigh deep into the muck. They hung up…
In Which I Serve as Outside Reader on General Petraeus’s Dissertation [The current version of the Army’s Field …
manhunt will I always be poor always a slowing of small pittings where roots were milkweed meadowsweet rue or …
After the Maine Tin Min Company Prospectus, 1880 The earth has veins we can open with our hammers. Follow the cassite…
I went home to Jersey only once since the enlistment. I had to see my Ma. Back in the summer of 2011 I finished Basic…
my family lived there before it was Maine before this was a even a country they still live there so we visit we fly i…
We came home And had nothing to do and nowhere to go and too much freedom and money and space and women and cars and …
Zone Rouge (for the centennial) 1. When the land was. 2. Full of bodies dead. And twisted. 3. When the fighting was. …
victory conditions My father taught me to say I love you every time you stood in the door left for school went to wor…
It was in the news. On a bright summer day in Helmand Province, Lance Corporal Wickie did his duty and killed an insu…
Andria Williams: Patrick, thank you so much for taking the time to talk with me. I’ve just finished reading “Into the…
Our two featured poems for the month are selections from Roy G. Guzmán and Miguel M. Morales’s anthology, Pulse…
The following poems are reprinted with permission from the anthology Pulse/Pulso: In Remembrance of Orlando (Damaged …
More Than Twice She said you better hush before he comes back in here like she knew who she was talking to but didn…
The Old Gods (No. 9, 2003) I. The towers bloomed up in the dark Like nails scrolling from dead fingers While around t…
Night Flash You’ve been having nightmares again. The cruel shaking of a body resisting slumber. Hands twitching, ches…
[anagrammed variations of the american dream] A ram cairned me In a crammed era [where] Cameramen raid A dire camera…
she be like, damn she be all tired. she be like a flattened house shoe she be full of compunction she be remembering …
A VETERAN OBSERVES THE REPUBLIC AND REMEMBERS GINSBERG America, I’ve given you all, and now I’m le…
You Leave for Afghanistan If I’m writing this, it means I can’t sleep and that the rain outside my window drops blind…