Gnashing Teeth Publishing

| words that get in your teeth

When Gut Punched by Jacalyn Carley

When gut punched,

respond. Strengthen the core,

stop chewing the fat.

It’s tough to grow more sinew, Dems,

tough to be fast and furious,

to be both measured and mean.

But We the People beg

to the dance, tout suite, two-step

into this onerous moment.

Masks on! Spines straight!

Let the beat of carnage ring

in your ears every working day.

Godspeed! Let SCOTUS grow quickly,

enforce vaccines’ spread, eliminate

evictions. Abate this terrible hunger.

BIO: Jacalyn Carley is an expat who’s been living in Berlin since the late 70s. She arrived the same week as David Bowie, but couldn’t sing so they never met. She’s been dancing, writing, drawing, and living the life ever since. jacalyn-carley.com

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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