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Milk Ice
Driving through fog and storm’s aftermath
Patricia Spears Jones
Lava Lakes and Petrified Forests in the Afterlife
I watched a roomful of faces exert effort to remain unrevealed
Dara Wier
A Bookstore in Hay-on-Wye
In a Tudor castle now a vast used bookstore in Hay-on-Wye
Andrei Codrescu
Wordwell Triptych
chronic lapse
G.C. Waldrep
ANTIGONE CONSIDERS HER FAMILY: Father and Mother
He was always unhappy—
Jennifer Franklin
A Girl Who Doesn’t Believe in Myths & I Have No One With Whom I Can Spit Toothpaste At Turns Into The Sink
we went to the prophetess
Radmila Petrović
Perspective and Chosen by the Lion
In the bedroom, the man disentangles his limbs from those of another.
Susan Wheeler
Heretical Physics & Mermaid Rescued by EMTs in Colorado
When I was englobed in subatomic quarks and bosons floating
Maureen Seaton
The Excellent Trip
You thought you’d need a month. You thought you’d need
David Kirby
Road Trip
Over the singed and brittle roadside stalks,
Davis McCombs
Bird of Paradise
The songs of the mariachi in the park
Beckian Fritz Goldberg
Butchery
They do it right here in the front yard in Wellsville,
Samuel Cheney
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