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A Place for Grandpa-Fiction by Paul Smith
Away from Home-Fiction by Bruce Costello
Dolls-Fiction by R. Peralaz
Bright Eyes-Flash Fiction by Jon Park
Heart Attack-Flash Fiction by Rick McQuiston
A Turn for the Worse-Flash Fiction by Maria Espinosa
Rain-Flash Fiction by J. Brooke
Specter-Poem by Chad Haskins
Blue Ghost-Poem by Michael Keshigian
Unfathomable Rhapsody of Psychosis-Poem by Dr. Mel Waldman
Late, Late-Poem by J. L. Hoy
One for the Road, I Guess-Poem by Jennifer Lemming
Edge of Nowhere-Poem by Robert Beveridge
Summit-Poem by Robert Beveridge
Three Tenses-Poem by Meg Baird
Caution-Poem by Meg Baird
Honeysuckle Breeze-Poem by ayaz daryl nielsen
Old Crow and I-Peom by ayaz daryl nielsen
Moments-Poem by ayaz daryl nielsen
Developing Land-Poem by Alan Catlin
Sideshow Freaks-Poem by Alan Catlin
Insomnia-Poem by Alan Catlin
Without-Poem by John Grey
Graveyard Stroll-Poem by John Grey
The Two of Us-Poem by John Grey
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Angel of Manslaughter
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No Place Like Home
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Dark Tales from Gent's Pens

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Art by Ann Marie Rhiel 2018

WITHOUT

 

by John Grey

 

I try to conjure up the dead

but my efforts go unrewarded.

Nothing takes shape.

Not shadow,

nor trick of light,

has people in it.

 

The dead won't take their cues.

My mother won't

come to the table

though her hand

of solitaire is waiting.

I've laid out sketching pad

and brush and ink

but the artist hasn't shown.

 

They rot in the ground.

They linger in the brain.

Despite my pleading,

the dead keep their bodies

and the memory separate.

 

In a kitchen bare,

imagination hits the wall.

In the twilight of a graveyard stone,

closeness keeps its distance.

 

 

 

John Grey is an Australian poet, US resident. Recently published in the Homestead Review, Poetry East, and Columbia Review, with work upcoming in Harpur Palate, the Hawaii Review, and North Dakota Quarterly.  

In Association with Black Petals & Fossil Publications 2018