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Dystopian Disco by Stefani B

the dj beckons them to the club

holla’–it’s time to spin, bust your move

to the lawn, to the chamber, arms in the air

everyone: “forty-five! forty-five!”

remix…errrr, skidding a new track

deeper into the moment

feeling the bass

under lyrics of a lie

the dj is a master puppeteer

narci-sizing new moves on the dance floor

moshpit sashays towards the privileged, the popular

insurecting the dancers, a storm of Qed

follows the dj in a shameful

dystopian democracy disco

young woman with red hair smiling at the camera with a white paper umbrella behind her

like pretty tulips by linda m. crate

everything has been hard and heavy, as of late; in my world and the world at large— so yesterday i was drinking in small wonders like pretty tulips dancing out

What I Can Offer You by Rich Orloff

I cannot fix your pain I cannot solve your problem I can’t prevent the sorrow you’re feeling Or even guarantee I’ll make you smile However, because I’ve known Joy embracing

by Natalye Childress

*this poem is in .jpg to preserve formatting *this is the unformatted text of the poem after rainer maria rilke you, the poet, have become world weary, word-wrought. and god

guy with a dark beard and moustache wearing a black graphic tee

Orchards of Udders by Jon Wesick

dripped on the blanket while air rustled tamarind trees. Chekhov drank a Thai iced tea and plummeted out of this poem. A flock of circles twittered in the hacksaw bushes

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