Matthew Walz: Traveling Home Poetry

The Last Remaining Ghost The last remaining ghost In a world bald and gone wrong, For no one wants to stay, And no one wants to play With all the children snug in the night, While their parents cap the evening And peacefully drift toward the dark. No one is judging them, Everyone is judging them, They can’t be themselves with the ghost in the…

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Aran Donovan: Poems

Owl Dad Tells a Dragon no you may not come in there is still one left king, he bars the doors   against the night guards still on either side keep watch and look   if a moon too appears see their spears in its light but shields to cover heart   this you need…

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Francis Raven: Poems

Prohibited Remember the power of a single nail to talk to an obstinate wall. Men act as a safety issue. He has worked under the cheek. Turn and eat!  Turn and shout! But do not worry, do not worry: the spirits of the community are trying to protect his fingers. They learn that the secrets…

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