Wild Duck in the Sea
Poem by Ashwani Kumar
Before the sun has risen
A wild duck goes from the beach to beach
In his frail and light boat.
He sails past all the gloom and grief
Meets anonymous sailors wearing ill-fitted sonnets.
Untitled
by SL Lim
So you might think it’s hopeless, my darling;
and let’s face it, it probably is.
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by Barnali Ray Shukla
He was friends with cats
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by Caitlin Maling
They say grief eventually leaves
the body like nail clippings flushed
Apératif
by Emily Sun
Hitler loved his dog.
But is that humanity?
TELEGRAMAPHONE
by Poet of No Name
Night is born out of night
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by Omar Sakr
My grandmother retells the night and the morning
of her son my father dying.
I love you
by Priya Kahlon
I. Three words
here is what we have between us
by Andrew Sutherland
(6) always, there is a dream of a home.
Melania Trump
by Jessica Yu
who is he to her
Kelp
Poems by Sam Morley
Unravelling on the beach
hides darkening in the sun
are the bodies of a forest
whose foliage once slipped in
spokes of underwater light.