Poetry: “Potatoes” by Ace Boggess

"...I still hear his laughter: the sound of a man freed from prison, the sound of escape when all seems blessed, until that newness settles like snow into heaviness over all he sees." -Read the entire poem at Barzakh.

Poetry: “The Phoenicians” by Sarah Stickney

"If at night on a piece of paper I write now it is night and I sleep, when I wake it will be a lie. But when does truth leave? Like wings in a dream didn’t it have lift and dark body?..." -Read the entire poem and hear the audio version at The Puritan.

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