Blood for Profit
/A sky torn asunder—
killing fields, children suffer.
The gates of hell fell:
Boeing erased…
By Andy Cooper
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The Last Drink…
/Otis was, first and foremost,
a drunk—whisky in hand.
He’d sober up, or fail.
An angel could save…
By Andy Cooper
Read MoreQuinn's Journey…
/A crystalline overcast
mingled with Quinn’s resolve,
dancing on the tip of her tongue.
She’d tell her father…
By Andy Cooper
Read MoreNorth Carolina Bears Witness
/… slammed the door,
shaking the framed family
photos on the oak walls.
Perhaps she’d melt …
By Andy Cooper
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