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Stevieslaw: My poem on New Verse News

Big day today. Here is my poem on New Verse News: Slum Lord You send the beef in bowling shirts and shitkicker boots every Sunday morning to collect from the perennial poor in the claptraps you own on Stone Avenue. … Continue reading

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Stevieslaw: Karen’s Joseph Cornell poem

http://www.ekphrastic.net/the-ekphrastic-review/joseph-cornell-ekphrastic-writing-challenge-responses My wife, Karen, has her first pubished poem on The Ekphrastic Review today.  It’s in response to a Joseph Cornell box. The link is above. The poem is here: Utopia Parkway Joseph Cornell rode the bus from 3708 Utopia … Continue reading

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Stevieslaw: Poem—Cancer

My poem, Cancer, is up on The Drabble today. Here is the poem and the link. http://thedrabble.wordpress.com/ Cancer “I’m still here” you whisper, in a voice as old as anguish, barely discernible over the din of the everyday— scented like … Continue reading

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Stevieslaw: New Poem: Good Night

http://www.eclectica.org/v23n1/editors.html The link to the issue is above.  Here is the poem. Good Night Grandma, fourteen and just arrived from England, survived the Triangle Shirtwaist Fire, her left side—sightless and deaf— scarred from arm to ear. For 83 years, she … Continue reading

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another july.

Originally posted on I didn't have my glasses on….:
yup. and for February. I didn't have my glasses on…. View original post

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Stevieslaw: My poem, Archangel just published by Panoply

Archangel – Steve Deutsch           This is the end/Beautiful friend/This is the end/My only friend/The end                                           … Continue reading

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Stevieslaw: Cabin Fever

Originally posted on Stevie's Law:
Cabin Fever Smokey, that old gray cat with the disposition of my grandma Vlad, is buried in the backyard in an old shoe box meant for high tops. She lived to seventeen— a grand…

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