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Poems by Benjamin Song (Winter 2025-2026)

Plain Potato Chip The pleasure of a plain potato chip After weeks of sensory deprivation The transparent thinness Ephemeral crunch The taste of hot oil and fried potato The boldness of salt Solitary Solitary ain’t so bad At least there is privacy Transposed A fast walk across concrete My greedy strides consume ground like eager…

Furry Over Fury – by Ross Allen Hartwell

Man, there’s this ol’ con, here, who has an affinity to felines. I guess I can use his nickname since he no longer answers to it. Gonzo used to hate cats. I’m talkin’ the kind of wrathful acrimony that may have warranted a listing on PETA’s top ten people who should never be allowed within…

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