A Seat on the Streetcar by Linda Boyko It is the evening rush hour in Toronto. There has been no streetcar on this route for the past 10 minutes. As you peer down the road, wishing that the vehicle would come, you catch a glimpse of red...
Haiku - Two Sets by Dan Tanner Autumn senses Musky knife-crushed clovesleak their juices on a boardGarlic fingertips Sunlight through a crackdries-out curling green scapesnailed to wooden walls Teardrops paint her cheeksSmashing garlic and onionmakes her lungs breathe clear Cabbage in clay potscurdles under soft black earthKimchi in the womb Dawn....
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