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Winter with Periwinkle

Winter with Periwinkle Redfern Boyd __________ Summer gets all the glory. People talk about their lives changing during the hot months. Our season was winter, especially the limbo between Christmas and New Year’s. That time belonged to us, me and Periwinkle, and to our families, who lived the other eleven…

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From the Labor Café in Warsaw

From the Labor Café in Warsaw Jeffrey Alfier __________Kopernika Street. If I recall rightly I drift through Sunday quiet the city wrapsitself in, streets nearly mute in the breaking light.On the café patio I see the same old man who sat herelast winter watching rain induced by coldinto the season’s…

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Van Gogh Hopes in Arles

Van Gogh Hopes in Arles V.C. Myers __________                “Hope is in the stars” -Vincent Van Gogh In his virgin canvas, Van Gogh sawnocturnes, the many vistas of Arles,his Bouches-du-Rhône market, adelirious delicatessen tasted onlyfrom a distance, far away from thebustling Café Terrace crowd—hisdream of a coffeehouse artist colonydashed by his…

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Touching the Truth by Claire Scott

Touching the Truth Claire Scott __________ In this version the woman in the grey Burberry suit overslept/barely time for a shower/didn’t leave home till ten/ In this version she forgot her phone/left it on the counter/couldn’t text while driving and drinking coconut water/ In this version she was living weeks…

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Liza’s Tattoo & Stephanie’s T-shirts

Eleanor Levine __________ Liza’s Tattoo A radical mix of Godand birth exhumed fromtrees and birds and skies andman hemmed from his soul:the means to a deity unearthed,sewn through the veins ofskin in intermediate moments ofamity and reprieve __________ Stephanie’s T-shirts She wears LSD cats,Jack Kerouac unshaven,Alf and Harry Potter.I inherit…

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The Fate of Bodies as Explained by JoAnne, Age 4 by Katie Kehoe

The Fate of Bodies as Explained by JoAnne, Age 4 Katie Kehoe __________ My teacher. She told. She told me about atoms. They’re smaller than this dinosaur. This marble. I lost my marble when my mom took it. She took it and she said that it was dangerous. I once…

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The Eroding Iron of Memories Replenished

The Eroding Iron of Memories Replenished Shome Dasgupta __________                for Clementine A sift through solemn eyes, the anger undoing,A turn or twist of mosaic bark upon the banks of ridden rivers, When twirling violet petals land, heavy and muddied,When a pup becomes a striped stray kitten with ceaseless paws, The…

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Dear Lady, Stop Gifting Me Lip Balms and Hand Cream, Triple Sonnet for Naughtiness, & Recipe for Teen Dramas

Dorothy Chan __________ Dear Lady, Stop Gifting Me Lip Balms and Hand Cream “I don’t mean to pry, but have you ever beenon a date?” my brother’s girlfriend asks me but now I’ve lost it, because I know whatshe really means is “I’ve never heard you it’s complicated, and I…

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Five Photographs by Roger Camp

Roger Camp Butterfly Woman with Chairs, rue St. Paul, Paris 4˚ Chair Sign, Passage L’Homme, Paris 11˚ Climbing the Ladders, Paris 4˚ Faceless Man with Badger, Paris 10˚ Taxidermy Shop, rue de Bac, Paris 7˚ __________ Roger Camp is the author of three photography books including the award winning Butterflies…

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Apple

Apple Joey Poole __________ My father wasn’t into Spock ears and toy phasers and such. He hated the term “Trekkie,” and he didn’t have a wall full of still-boxed action figures of Worf in all his different uniforms. We didn’t go to Star Trek conventions or stand in line for…

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