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"Cruel and Unusual" by Katja Jackson
I. I found out how the butterfly lives, how sunbeams lap against its wings. II. There is always a yellow bird darting around the river,...
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Apr 41 min read
"Kids In Satan's Service" by Garrett J Brown
Paradise vendors sugar the apples in stereo, spoon bad religion, squeeze blind melon, no doubt counting crows, jellyfish, joy. Division...
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Apr 41 min read
"Long Division" by Jennifer Handy
The year that I turned ten, I discovered that division and divorce are not so very far apart not only in the dictionary, but also in...
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Apr 32 min read


two poems by tommy wyatt blake
Kill Pussy Kill! / Ode to the TITTYCHOP (1) under your picture from a high school yearbook, your exlover signed: “i can’t date a...
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Apr 32 min read
"Roomba" by James Croal Jackson
I've mapped your face a thousand times collecting our dirt. I should know better then to roam around our home along walls’ solid edges....
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Apr 31 min read


"Unmade Virgins" by Annaliese Kunst
Annaliese Kunst is a poet from Milwaukee. She previously interned at Cream City Review and was the former Managing Editor of Furrow. ...
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Apr 31 min read
Two flash pieces by Merridawn Duckler
On Going to the Record Store Manned by an indifferent celestial being named Jesse or Manny in flare jeans and a chambray. All gates to...
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Apr 33 min read
"Genre" by Samn Stockwell
Travelogue I have been to Idaho, but it didn’t leave much of an impression. Unlike Utah, with its starched, bunchy mesas and salt flats....
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Apr 33 min read
"The Spider Mother" by Aarron Sholar
I befriended a spider mother at work. She lives in a metal door frame. Well, not in the frame, but in a part of the frame where the door...
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Apr 32 min read
"Chartreuse" by Thaddeus Rutkowski
After I’d moved to New York, I spent a lot of time visiting my downstairs neighbors, Stephane and Michele. The young French couple lived...
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Apr 34 min read
"Easter Eve in the Sangre de Cristos" by Richard Holinger
Saturday, April 21, 6:30 a.m. Bishop’s Lodge Easter weekend in Sangre de Cristos Mountains: “Blood of Christ.” It is the mid-1980s. My...
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Apr 38 min read
"El Gato" by Gabriel Zamora
Frank Garza drove his Chevy Silverado, with his bass boat trailing behind, to the levee on the Amistad International Reservoir that...
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Apr 34 min read
"Hadas de la Pildora" by BJ Taylor
Anita Diaz, paralegal at Dan Newsome’s law offices in Alpine, Texas, knew when she heard her cellphone buzz that the news would not be...
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Apr 34 min read


"Occasional Diaries (February 5)" by Hari B Parisi
Hari B Parisi’s poems have been published in numerous journals, most recently in Sky Island Journal, The Inquisitive Eater, Little...
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Apr 31 min read


"thanksgiving" by Garth Pavell
Garth Pavell is a New York writer and musician. His poems can be found in the recent or upcoming issues of Epiphany, MacQueen’s...
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Apr 31 min read


"Small-Town Charm" by Lauren Geiser
Italics from Grimm’s Complete Fairy Tales, The Brothers Grimm Lauren Geiser is an attorney and poet based in Los Angeles, California. She...
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Apr 31 min read
"How to Make Fresh Orange Juice Without a God" by Danielle Warren
Wash your hands like the sinner you are and gather the citrus. Take good care as you cut through peel, pith, and flesh. Bathe in the holy...
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Apr 31 min read
"Naming My Animals" by Pamela Wax
Those little red ones you like, my husband said, pressing his forefinger to the joint in the middle of his thumb to form a small circle....
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Apr 31 min read
"Cartography of Hunger" by Âmî Jey
Carve me a mouth where no tongue dares venture— pale lines trembling in the marrow of dusk, call it desire: this map of smudged ink,...
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Apr 32 min read
"An Effort to Stabilize My Internal Temperature" by Chloe Hooks
He’s a bit of a bombast, that man of mine. His dark hair shines – as if oil is creeping out of his skull. It slickens his joints, jaw,...
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Apr 32 min read
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