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    VISITOR By Jessica Alverson

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    VISITORBy Jessica Alverson The moon is a shadow in the blue sky Grey-white apparition loomingIn darknessIt will be light Same neighborhood walkBuildingsStreetsSidewalk carrier...

    MARKO POGACAR’S POETRY Translated by Andrea Jurjevic

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    Poetry by MARKO POGACARTranslated by Andrea Jurjevic MESNI ROMEO Stajao sam na prozoru golih prsa, vikaovolim ćufte, najviše volim ćufte, dolje je far kaoflak prste kada...

    THE WIDOW’S SON By Sandra Kolankiewicz

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    THE WIDOW’S SONBy Sandra Kolankiewicz  Aunt Ann Even nurses feared her swollen body.The neighbors brought balloonsand left quickly.Each night her husband strolled through the automatic doors,slapping...

    IF THE TRUTH BE SAID By Patrick Erickson

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    IF THE TRUTH BE SAID   Patrick Erickson IF THE TRUTH BE SAID                                                                                             and static arises                                                                                     to cause grievancesamong the several partiesof a multi-party line or if a single beamof...

    TURN AWAY By Andy J Hale

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    TURN AWAYBy Andy J Hale Tears of Stone Arrival in the valley of the sunA bowl of mountains burningA drink of water filled with fireFor my...

    (DIS)AMBIGUATION By Sarah Kohrs

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    (DIS)AMBIGUATION By Sarah Kohrs (DIS)AMBIGUATION It began with                   the forgetting.Sunlight sparked              off keysDangling eye-level           near the door;

    HALF IRON, HALF OAK By Simon Perchik

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    HALF IRON, HALF OAKBy Simon Perchik  *Half iron, half oak, the bedall night honed on what went wrong–it’s an axe, striking upside down though you sleep...

    HIGH PLACE PHENOMENON By Hailey Cragun

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    HIGH PLACE PHENOMENONBy Hailey Cragun High Place Phenomenon Along the red cliff sidewith staggering ten story dropswe cling to a chain, silver and black,its mark worn...

    OFF-BEAT By Julianna Bjorksten

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    OFF-BEATBy Julianna Bjorksten AT SMALLS On the night of starry time-bomb and twinkling blunderCaught in the stagnant bulk of two page compositions and futile coffee treksShared...

    A SIMPLE PROPOSITION By Evyn McGraw

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    A SIMPLE PROPOSITIONBy Evyn McGraw  WakeWith twisting muscles I whippedMy body into shape,I ran like a machine,Pumping down the pavement through the dead winter wood,When water’s whisper hissedMy name.