Rāwāhi

Porte D'entrée

 

Drew Barth

 

Dan A. Cardoza

 

Peter Cherches

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John Kearns

 

Jessica Ludwig

 

Peter Marra

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Sterling Warner

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Mercedes Webb-Pullman

fiction

poetry

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H. G. Wells

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Peter Marra

Oneiric Onomatopoeia

at the Clinic

 

“Can you describe your emotions clearly, honey?”

A sheltered innocent: she could not remember when she wasn’t a victim.

 

An experiment. She had been eaten alive: “We’ll see what can be done to repair her.

There is always hope.”

 

Twisted muffled laughter run down by a GTO. Screaming Stickmen

with ludicrous libidos scratched at leather windows leaving white sigils etched in flesh.

 

[please read, please watch me]

 

The limpid pools of her eyes reflected concentric circles populated with

scans of  discarded handguns and cadavers of John Does waiting to be

toe-tagged and filed away.

 

This was a sacred book. These are the forgotten words,

hidden from the populace.

 

 We are guilty of the machines hidden in the basement. 

“Are you nasty enough for them?

Exotic yin-yang models milking you dry.”

 

 A fender-bender rolling around in her brain, she clenched her

teeth tightly until her gums bled.

 

“Prudish virgin.” Hidden among the walls, the peep-shows

cranked out dirty pictures.

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Peter Marra’s new poetry collection, Captive Wild Woman, is forthcoming from Hammer & Anvil Books. He writes from Queens, New York.

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