09/25/2013

He drove right into the
red crescent moon, he said.
I imagined it was made
out of parchment paper,
held by cheerleaders,
everyone cheering on
the other side.

BIO:

Angie Mazakis's poems have appeared in The New Republic, Boston Review, Narrative Magazine, Best New Poets 2008, New Ohio Review, Smartish Pace, Drunken Boat, NOÖ Weekly, and Miracle Monocle and are forthcoming from Everyday Genius.
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'Why did you wear yellow hands?', Eszter Takacs


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'The Third Girl Who Disappeared', Catie Rosemurgy


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'Tanka', Matthew Rohrer