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Quantum Theophanies

By Thomas Snarsky Twins are to triplets as mirrors are to kaleidoscopes Roses & porcupines are both alive All twelve of the slave-owning presidents are dead All thirty NBA teams…

Mud Swallow

By Lisa M. Cole & warrior. Opening the gate, I am lost in the tide of your shimmers. As if you didn’t already know: I don’t want to stay  in…

That is rather slippery of you, Agent Starling. / How do we begin to covet, Clarice? / Have the lambs stopped screaming?

By Lindsay Lusby That is rather slippery of you, Agent Starling. When the truth is small enough to fit in your cupped hands, you chase it with a broom to…

Hello All

By Patrick Williams Please join me in the theatre of teeth. The play is called I'll bet "zephyr" is the first weird word you'll ever learn. It opens on our…

Building My Own World

By Anna Meister day after day. Where the alarm is a slow build I require. Where the snow doesn’t end  afterwards. Where I test all the pens, fold in  berries. Where I only…

being old and vulnerable and cat mythologies

By Erin Carlyle she is not the brilliant head of anything. she sits slack and never learns. you bring her dreams fully back to their beginnings. is she a bird…

Horse Year (Finally Over)

By Emily O'Neill I went to the hooking & found the pie-maker (still smirking as Ford at the end of his bullwhip). Glad he won’t see my cut mouth from…

No One Can Know

By D.J. Parris No one can know how they'll get along. No matter how clean your house/swollen your bank account/beautiful your partner/desperate your poverty/ancient your guilt. Can anyone know how…


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