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Nate Maye
natemaye3@gmail.com
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Nate Maye is a poet originally from and currently living in Austin, Texas
The following work is Copyright © 2016, and owned by Nate Maye and may not be distributed or reprinted in any form whatsoever without written permission from the author.
Moonlitalong this path when the power the real sounds Constantshe says she is but she’s inconsistent a sound began
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Melissa Watt
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Melissa Watt holds an MFA in Creative Writing from Emerson College. Her poems are featured or forthcoming in The Breakwater Review, Ohio Edit, and Lunch Ticket. If she’s not writing, she’s probably singing karaoke with a live band or catching spiders and taking them outside as a favor to her loved ones.
The following work is Copyright © 2016, and owned by Melissa Watt and may not be distributed or reprinted in any form whatsoever without written permission from the author.
InsomniacCount down from a hundred crouch near the nightlight: Stare down his manacle-eyes’ to take apart your coffee table. let the tremolo of old Sponge PoemBoil sponges in a pot but weigh them down or they will rise so that when you dish soap your pink plates, your glorified of her freshly ornamented finger with the question, you want your tools to be unsullied, not architecture for bacteria, at the Applebee’s or when you’ve just walked home from your lover’s DreamwakeMy dream lives in a soft spot of my skull- faded, creeping. as our hunk of sun, gilded but binding us to the earth. as we enact the obligatory predation of the workweek. our tablets on the verge of forgetting love as a way of life. to droan, hangdog, under fluorescents, up and down the same What brio is left,after thirteen years spent underused in offices, derogated pair of wings. A noise bleeds through my breathing- the treble of violets.
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