Posts Tagged ‘ Poetry VI.IX ’

Two Poems by Paul Hellweg

Jul 20th, 2009 | By

Finally, Hope Lonely and wishing for a miracle, it finally came in the form of an e-mail from a 24-year-old woman with 8.5 million dollars who offered to move in with me if I would help her transfer the funds to this country, and all I had to do to get the money and the

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“I Kept the Nickel,” by Lauren Becker

Jul 20th, 2009 | By

I kept the address labels. The nickel, too. The night of the day I used the first label, I dreamed of starving orphaned children with distended stomachs. They told me I should have sent the nickel back, along with a generous check and a stamp to save the charity the cost of postage. I ignored the

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Four Poems by Mr. Smith

Jul 20th, 2009 | By

Fireworks I ended it on the fourth of July But still she cried and threw things at me. That’s the trouble with American girls: They don’t ‘do’ Irony. Thunder If I’m lying, she said, may the ground open up and swallow me. And as the words left her lips a sound like thunder filled the

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