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Molly Malone

Molly Malone is a young writer living in the Washington, DC area.  She gleans inspiration from the world around her, from rain and sun and small children and music and the small rodents that race about the backyard of her suburban home.

Seal

Seal

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He still hasn’t talked to us yet.  It’s been about two weeks since they dropped him off.  I don’t really see him much, with school and all, I’m only really home to do homework and leave again, but I wonder about him.  Not really worry – no, I don’t tend to worry about anything – but I do wonder.

He has this seal that he drags around with him everywhere and, from the way he looks at it, I wonder if he talks to that little dirty white toy more than he talks to people.

Freeway

Freeway

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Kristen Edwards

Kristen Edwards is a writer living in San Francisco. She has a B.A. in Classics (Ancient Greek) from the University of Virginia, and fourteen years of business experience in the high tech industry. She is currently working on a collection of short stories, and her memoir, The Way Home.

Morocco

Morocco

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Mother and Father are sleeping. It is late. Slowly, the house shrinks into itself, pulling me into its tightness. Morocco has been on my mind lately. When I sit here thinking clearly about everything, I have the feeling I could make it to Morocco. Maybe it is time for me to go.

One suitcase. No decisions.

Anne Fox

Anne Fox, who, with the decades, has stretched the concept of middle age to its limits, spends most of her time copy editing the work of others—novelists, essayists, short-story writers, practitioners of fiction and nonfiction in both a small newspaper and a literary newsletter. (The MacArthur Metro in Oakland and Write Angles, California Writers Club, Berkeley Branch). As a kibitzing editor, she applies “the stick of compassion” to hollow-eyed writers, cajoling them to finish that manuscript, write that query letter, create that book proposal.

The Borders of Gaza

The Borders of Gaza

In breakfast eggs I crush ghost bones and beaks
and send in tongue-loads of unborn idea-chicks:

Limber lives made and unmade, thought and lost,
the twisted dead of daily holocausts.

Bland golden ovals, suns to fuel internal war,
as if either saved or wasted lives meant more.

Willed to eat without an appetite,
I hope vindictive deaths are right.

Dust, No Wind

Dust, No Wind

Your mind is full of things you can’t control.
If only you could drift in dreams.  You toss.
On another continent a rose unfolds.
You stare across the ceiling, feeling lost.

A soldier lays her rifle on the ground.
Others clatter bullets in a bucket.
You curl up on your bed as if on frozen ground.
A woman ducks a slap and seems to smirk.

Thomas David Lisk

Thomas David Lisk’s poetry, fiction, essays, and journalism (news, reviews and features) have been widely published.  Recent work has appeared in LIT, Massachusetts Review, Hotel Amerika, and Lungfull! His published books include These Beautiful Limits (Parlor Press, 2006) and Tentative List (a) (Kitchen Press Chapbooks, 2008). He teaches literature and occasionally journalism at North Carolina State University.

These Beautiful Limits (Free Verse Editions)

Description The poems in These Beautiful Limits delight in the transparency-and the obliquity-of language. Invested with a "jocoserious" sensibility, they explore the borders of language to see the ways in which language defines identity-not merely the language of meditation and philosophical inquiry, but also the quotidian language of everyday life that hovers on the edge of forgetfulness. The collection, which culminates in a long poem, "Hemp Quoits," takes as its premise the assumption that the borders of identity are permeable with all the languages the self encounters on a daily basis.

cover of These Beautiful Limits (Free Verse Editions)author: Thomas David Lisk
ASIN or ISBN-10: 1932559965
binding: Paperback
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amazon price: $21.00 USD


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