Halloween – Brian Fanelli

In high school, we crammed into Justin’s Chevy,
drove to a no-named road, turned off headlights,
blared the stereo, mashed to The Clash and Minor Threat.
We curled our hands into fists, pretended to scream into a mic,

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From a Train – Lynn Emanuel 

After night’s black abandoned truck—
morning is locked down tight,

and the sky’s brewing up
some trouble.

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A Veteran – Reginald Gibbons

My father came down not killed
from among others, killers or killed,
for whom he’d worn a uniform,
and he lived a long afterward,

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