GUMBO by George Comeaux
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GUMBO by George Comeaux

Gumbo I Oil and Water have always mixed well here – Priest and prostitute; Anglo; Creole; Plantation owner; wet nurses; sharecropper – Gumbo stirring in everyone’s soul. Acadians trapped in the swamps no one wanted; Africans danced to the auctioneer’s song; Battered by strong winds, and social upheaval, Twice reconstructed, more fertile and strong. II … Continue reading

MOURNING by Kirsten Ogden
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MOURNING by Kirsten Ogden

Mourning Bubbling inside curved gulf waves, blackened, swirling slick—chunks of it glistening in orange water; And I am homesick for Louisiana. My paw-paw, dead five years this week, taught me to clean catfish, peel crawdads, spit tobacco. He called me bay-bee! He let me ride the dump truck–squirt gasoline onto burning skidder tires until flames … Continue reading

TO CORPORATE HEADQUARTERS…A MEMO by Mara Buck
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TO CORPORATE HEADQUARTERS…A MEMO by Mara Buck

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Mara Buck is an artist and writer who lives in the Maine woods within a self-built sanctuary. Her novel “Highway to Oblivion” has just been chosen as a Short-Listed Finalist for the Faulkner-Wisdom Award. Her latest published poems have appeared in the anthology “Vwa: Poems for Haiti” and Caper Literary Journal. A video “Autonomic … Continue reading

DEEPWATER by Saeed Jones
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DEEPWATER by Saeed Jones

Deepwater April 20, 2010 – 10:00 pm When the only light is flame, I run to the end               of myself. Metal bridge mangled, other men jump into the ocean’s open throat, choked water somewhere               under smoking blackness. Pray the waves aren’t stone-faced when I meet them. Is this the night we were promised, the fire … Continue reading

THREE POEMS by Amy Dryansky
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THREE POEMS by Amy Dryansky

Somewhere Honey from those Bees Try to see the world’s backstage machinery, its business— Look, said O’Keeffe, look closer. So the man on camera keens for his wife, and for the flicker of a signal he’s ours, the sun shines equally—gracing, gilding, revealing, damning—it depends on where you stand. Looting or surviving? Taking or taking … Continue reading

Leaking Oil Well as Lunchtime Entertainment at My Husband’s Hi-tech Company by Penelope Schott
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Leaking Oil Well as Lunchtime Entertainment at My Husband’s Hi-tech Company by Penelope Schott

Leaking Oil Well as Lunchtime Entertainment at My Husband’s Hi-tech Company In a distant quadrant of the country a bunch of guys in a conference room watched direct feed from under the Gulf. They cheered for the hook and booed when the long wire swung sideways and missed. They chewed sandwiches or peeled oranges or … Continue reading

THREE POEMS by Rebecca Foust / Art by Lorna Stevens
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THREE POEMS by Rebecca Foust / Art by Lorna Stevens

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ FROG Trapped in the pail the frog slow-arced in back flip, two extra legs half-folded, flapping like unbelted umbrellas. The radio said that the poison had not seeped into the aquifer, that the poison not gotten as far as Slough Pond. It’s true that Nature not-meddled-with makes her mutations and does not deem … Continue reading