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Nightingale's Song

By Victoria Ross

A lull and silence,

And softly whispered

Breath.

Caresses petal soft

And feather

Light.

Delicate,

Like lace and spiders’ webs,

The light plays on the rain.

Like the sound

Of snow

Falling.


Driving

By Molly Oberstein-Allen

The crack in the windshield of my father’s gold Camry

used to be just a scratch no one noticed,

but somehow, like milkweed creeping up

among the tulips in my mother’s garden

it grew into a scar that slices the horizon


Oblivion

By Lauren McGrath

Go away, and leave me be

Let me rest eternally

Shroud myself in darkness

Where I can never be hurt

Close my eyes and sigh

As I slip slowly away

Settle in the emptiness

I’ve made for myself


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