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  Nov 2019 Tony Luna
The Non-Poet
life is like
when you're
a little kid
and you
discover that
there is more
than twenty-four
crayons in the box
that there is
the possibility
of forty-eight colors
of sixty-four
of one-hundred and twenty
that there are
so many shades
of love and anger and peace and despair
and absolute bliss
and the ability
to express them all
are now
in the palm
of your hand

life is
and absolutely wonderful

every day is
a new sunrise
a new chance
to transform into
the butterfly you
want to be

go out there
and change the world, kid
  Nov 2019 Tony Luna
Francie Lynch
One last snowflake
And the roof collapsed.

One last raindrop
And the levee cracked.

One last grain
Before life is breathless.

One last kiss
To seal my blessings.
  Nov 2018 Tony Luna
Lauren Cottingham
I haven’t written in several days
Not because I’ve been better
But because I’ve been gone,
Lost in the bottle
That keeps me numb.  
I like it here
But I’m scared.  
I haven’t had the words to say
That get me through the bad days
Because when I lose myself
I lose them too.
  Nov 2018 Tony Luna
Ammar Younas
Night sits on my chest
Squeezes poems out of me
And grinds my poor soul
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