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Chronoscope 241: Briefly
Briefly: the glare sun below the clouds
John Walser
Christmas Nineteen-Sixty-Something and Notes from My Doppelganger
By that time we were hanging the tree from a hook
Kurt Luchs
Christmas Lights
I have watched how
Anne Shafmaster
Chocolate on my new pajamas
Spun from a hundred cocoons
Nancy Mitchell
CHINATOWN
I almost bought a lucky dragon
Anatoly Kudryavitsky
Childhood
A bead of moisture swelling from black metal,
Alan Shapiro
Chekhov’s Gun
Atonement means nothing to a cook
Fiona Sze-Lorrain
Checkerboard Mesa
Dear mesa, dome of rock, do you remember your deep past?
Robin Rosen Chang
Che Fai Di Bello
They are burning the fields in
Angie Estes
Charlotte
That was a malaise. We call that malaise.
Mark Dow
Charcuterie
She penciled fanciful animals
Meighan L. Sharp
Charcoal | Medicine and Magazines
In my brown leather bag:
Cynthia Cruz
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