Exterminating Angel Press

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What I Left Behind.

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by Lana Hechtman Ayers.

What I left behind was the night sea,
sand cool as glass on my bare feet,
the sweet smell of cedar trees ashore,
a short stroll to the place I called home,
the last room where you still loved me.

 

Strangers in strange lands.

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by Cliff Beck. Feeling the pain of injustice and loss tears run hot in the tracks etched into your face as you trudge through a desolate space hunched against a world that doesn’t care and ignores the despair which cuts to the bone trapping you in congealed emotion; disconnected, bereft and alone. You feel their […]

The Airplane.

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by Virginia Bell. sits on the dash in the dust like a fallen angel like a mother I keep it there thin slip of balsa, the ballast of two paper wings faded, folded just so the tail as if wicked from a butterfly you made it for a boy who was not of your body […]

Blessings.

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by David Bolton. weeding can be good for the soul. clean sheets put the body to sleep. a hug with love cleanses the mind. kindness is a building block to wisdom. art makes for an interesting life. humility leads to clarity. poetry can touch the soul. music takes one to heaven. grandchildren keep one young. […]

what to do if you are in distress.

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by Chris Farago. lie flat. taste the earth, or tequila, or something with a connection to the future.  the world is a magic eye puzzle and you have no focus.  focus. all of your eyes are magical, so you can see anything.  look at your old smoky mezcal self and carry on.  pick up a […]

never mind they were wolves.

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by Chris Farago. I was with, teaching them to darn their own skin in case of a mishap among the pliant furs. one of them told me no we’re fine, dial back the fanaticism to a three— we’ll edit our lore and make you an honorary wolf if you just shut the fuck about disaster […]

Advice.

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by Marissa Bell Toffoli. Easy to give, hard to take. I’m collecting wise words like buttons in a jar. Shook up– how they rattle before settling in. Pick one, test the weight of it in your hand. Try another, try them all. Hem and haw, and sew a new design. Plan for things to go […]

Advice to the Distressed.

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by Barry Vitcov. Filled with the allure of double rainbows, my dreams are often in technicolor; sometimes fanciful with bright lights aglow, other times a transparent watercolor. Your dreams are nightmares filled with fear and dread, the kind that wake you in the chill of night and cause you to shake yourself from your bed […]

when the stars align chaos reigns.

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by JW James. even with your eyes wide open you will take the wrong road this is the road of blizzards and fandom your eyes are bloodshot you sing anthems tonight that seem endless this is the wrong road at the right time you lose car keys and fall in love this is the uncheckered […]

Before you know it you’re pretty much dead.

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by Gale Acuff. and in the Afterlife, Heaven or Hell or a third place if there is one and if there isn’t then that doesn’t seem very fair or democratic but what do I know, I’m only ten years old, Eternity gets left to the grownups, I guess, but one day I’ll be one, a […]