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    Patti Schwartz
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    My Dear Rose 6/16/14

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    In this land we seem to hide from life,

    However in the fog we dream of life.

    Many find an answer with a sharp knife.

    Though my heart is only content with strife.

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    With sudden fears I can no longer bare,

    I dream of the roses I may not touch.

    As I watch the flames burn, no longer share

    This feeling as if I am on a crutch.

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    Later, I think on thee, she I suppose.

    “It takes life to love life” said L. Matlock.

    This quickly reminded me of my Rose.

    No being can truly be hard as rock.

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    What’s to happen when I’m gone my dear Rose?

    We shall have to see; she had to propose.

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    - Shawn Myers

    Carri Fairbairn
    Andrew Fitzimmons, the last gasp
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    hungary old bldg, Peg Johnston
    Alexander Ciaravino

    - Quinn Singer

     

    Sliding through and between

    Code switching takes on a whole new meaning

    She's speaking--I'm feeling

    She's moving--I'm frozen

    Her words--I didn't say that

    Her actions-- I didn't do that

    What did I come in here for?

    What did you say?

    Who am I?

    I have to retrace my steps

    Go back to where we split.

    Face the reason, collect up my parts

    I use tape these days--

    the glue rips the skin when we pull apart again

    It doesn't hold as well, but

    We need space from one another every so often.

    But now I'm driving & her foots on the gas

    And now she's taking a selfie & I'm her filter

    And I feel sick & now she's smiling

    So I get thirsty & she orders a whiskey

    So I stand to leave & she walks us to the dance floor

    Dancing

    And I finally feel my center

    and we fall in this rhythm

    and for a moment we're connected.

    In this moment we are clear.

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    EJ Thompson
    Yohance Bailey
    Vincent Chong
    Tom Besom, Girosol (Sunflower)
    Jules Gotay
    Kristen Mann
    Bilgesu Tarman
    Rachel Turdo
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    Wally Dion
    Greg Bohner
    Bernard Morille

    Slow Dancing

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    Special moments

    can be a slow dance

    on an early evening.

    The years together

    with laughter and

    tears,

    kept us holding on

    to each other,

    Even though there

    were days

    when the music did

    spin

    too fast.

    Yet, when the song

    ended,

    we both knew

    that our steps together

    Were in perfect

    harmony.

    ​

    - Michael Greenberg

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