Fall 2025 Issue
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By Savanna She lays on the table, a surgeon’s gaze Her own body, a canvas, in a sterile daze She makes the first incision, a careful cut Exposing the secrets, she’s long tried to shut Her heart, a muscle once full of life Now lies before her a withered, worn-out strife A maze of scar
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By Ictalurus Antacids taste like a better ice cream cake, although they’re allegedly unflavored. Having nothing better to think, I wonder how the strange forces of existence reach me. What do I know about poetry, besides school acquaintances mocking an ode to love in ‘Nebraska, Nebraska, Nebraska’? What do I know about rhythm besides that
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By Ictalurus Good artists steal but must add their own riff to have identity. I believe someone else is inside me, waiting for me to be alone when it won’t be strange to talk to myself. When I’m alone at last, they’ll come humming, blue light purring over me as I try to copy what
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Welcome to the Fall 2024 issue of The Cougar Review! We got a lot of poetry submissions this time around. We’re very grateful to all the people who submitted and can’t wait to give you a glimpse of their work. We held a contest for this issue and the following poems have received special recognition:
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