Glass Poetry Press

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Volume One Issue Three

Cover

Masthead

Irene Latham:
The house on Baltimore street was not built for battle

Anuja Ghimire:
Saffron

Gene Fox:
Beach Glass

William Doreski:
In the Name of Some Endowment

Phoebe Reeves:
Commute

Radames Ortiz:
August Trance

Christopher Flakus:
Streetlight Mantra

Leslie Contreras:
Survival in Bucharest

Pamela Coren:
Phases of the Moon

Tim Hunt:
Canned Tuna

Jason C. Venner:
BloodMusic

Dawn Schout:
Hooked

Christopher Flakus:
It was somewhere in Mexico

Phoebe Reeves:
Absences

Radames Ortiz:
Mateo

Caleb Parkin:
Blood Groups

Caleb Parkin

Blood Groups

I have picked this moment off. A nurse mosquito-mouthed speaking into the megaphone green delta to my palms: an open sea. All the bodies in her words and the words now in my body. Where is choice in these boxes these papers my form? Where is devotion through these tubes this plasma screening? Where am I pinned down by an irrelevant O Negative? At home in my bed everything goes I am just blood coral red.

Mary C. O'Malley:
Moon Shining Through Bedroom Window

Peter D. Goodwin:
A Poem Written While Watching Children Study Art In A Museum Instead Of Playing Outside

Robert Hastings:
Those Weekday Nights When I Am Truly Lucky

Irene Latham:
In my mother's dream

Caroline Misner:
Trilliums in May

Weam Namou:
American and Iraqi Soldiers Unite in a Dance

Ashley Capes:
rotary

Jessica Colley:
The Reason Picasso Hangs Over My Bed

Martin Ott:
Mercy

Donal Mahoney:
Meeting Dad Again

Chris Crittenden:
Halloween

Ryder Collins:
How to apologize to ----, a Manual in progress

Kim Triedman:
Pink toenails change everything

Weam Namou:
My Brother's Wife

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