Category: Published Issues
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The Other Side
by John Blair Much there is that is unbeautiful, much there is that rubs the eye raw like sand and knuckles. In some farflung plane of penury
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a toast to the apocalypse
by John Lorence a toast to sunlight’s smidgen of disclosure. to the magnificent bath of dark clouds being drawn in the west end. to the
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the visitation
by John Lorence hours ago, in what is not yesterday, before arriving in his moment of rage, before being too shy was underlined, before ripping
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The Spy Who Came In For His Appointment
by Mark Parsons The difference between a perfectionist and a man obsessed, the difference between us, doctor.
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What’s In A Name, From A Height
by Mark Parsons In the town square below community service ex–convicts with plumb hatchets, chisels and mallets chip and whittle, carving
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Success Comes To A Place Too Sad To Have A Name
by Mark Parsons We started with communal living, drugs. Then got involved in real estate scams, extortion, blackmailing a restaurant owner for
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On Coming to Her
by George Repp It’s not about originality as much as it is borrowing paints to generate a message that targets the reader to feel and feel
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Spence Hot Spring
by Molly M. Caldwell Spence Hot Spring Jemez River, NM TripAdvisor said be careful not to swallow Janis Joplin’s pubic hairs, and mind the
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A Long Drive for a Short Hike in Maine
by Molly M. Caldwell You sleep most of the way like you do most of the time. From Ellsworth to Machias I drink cold coffee from a handmade mug
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Eulogy
by Molly M. Caldwell The skin on my father’s calves hangs like a translucent bag full of tiny purple lightning bolts — little blue streams,