Success by Harris Coverley
I imagine a field between hillsSometime decades henceIn some antipodean land(Maybe New Zealand)And...
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I imagine a field between hillsSometime decades henceIn some antipodean land(Maybe New Zealand)And...
Read MoreJun 19, 2019 | Issue #7, Poetry, Subscription Content
An Italian concerto playing at the edge of Mediterranean Sea as if unscented flame flooded the...
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The rich like to lecture you about the much-vaunted virtues of meritocracy while they slip fat...
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I am gardening in south Louisiana heat, my Mother’s Day gift to myself, until, red in the...
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Bless the turnstile too tight for your young hands to push past, the three silver arms I bumped...
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Afternoon thunderstorms converted the front ditch into a stream. Josh, Caroline, and Melissa...
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I remember falling down. I twirled and twirled until I couldn’t stand upright. I was giddy and...
Read MoreThe lady came on at the 14th floor Those of us already there restarted our maneuverings— puzzle...
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The beach, littered with bone-white shells and coral, soaks up blood with surprising speed. My...
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As Ray scanned the property, he couldn’t help but notice how run-down things had gotten after mom...
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In Moorestown, New Jersey, the quiet suburb of Philadelphia in which I was forced to spend the...
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Moonbeams at my back I sweep stardust from my eyes Once inebriated with thirst with lust Now...
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Jill was startled awake by a sound. She sat up in bed, staring into the darkness. The blankets had...
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I was only seventeen when I fell in love with a one-armed trumpet player. It didn’t take long. I...
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Standing under the hot summer sun on the asphalt too...
Read More3 cups fresh blueberries...
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You are a creature my tired feet are limping to capture, an awakening on the horizon as luscious...
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My knuckles turned white from the death grip on my axe. Chewy clutched his shovel like a bayonet....
Read MoreTrail rocks—wet leaves, talk— determined footing, no view yet but a cell tower at the top, the...
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an unruly breeze tugs and teases golden braids when the sun flowers and her daughters laugh and...
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