New poetry by Rachel Rix
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Three years before we met,
Friends tell me to stop reading
Virginia Woolf after my suicide
Attempt …
When the goddess cries out,
her voice is a mountain against
the fighting. But the old soldier
keeps…
New Poetry from DA Gray: “Cactus Tuna”; “We Return from the Holy Land. God Stays”; and “…
Praying at the Temple of Forgiveness for Zea Joy, in memoriam Last Monday you threw yourself, your body, dress…
REHAB DAY 1 He hadn’t told me, hadn’t stopped drinking drank beer in the hallway near recycling where people b…
THE WIDENING FAULT / image by Amalie Flynn Parkinson’s Triolet I cup the base of your skull, catch precious ce…
I TOOK A WALK WITH A FRIEND Instead of starting a poem &n…
For twenty years I have been marriedto a morning. Of blue sky that stretchesand pulls across me like water filli…
that night we forgot for a whilethe broken country where we livedin hearts discontent walking backwardinto unicorns, …
August 2011 I remember when you first joined, I used to tell you that the Army would be four years, the way that coll…