MY GRANDMOTHER’S BRIEF INVENTORY OF UNNATURAL DISASTERS IN SINGAPORE by Cyril Wong
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Of course, I remember my husbandas a young man – sleeked-back hair,his taller frame, a voice like a wall – that first date, holding...
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MY GRANDMOTHER’S BRIEF INVENTORY
MY GRANDMOTHER’S BRIEF INVENTORY OF UNNATURAL DISASTERS IN SINGAPOREBy Cyril Wong
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Of course, I remember my husbandas a young man – sleeked-back hair,his taller frame, a voice like a wall – that first date, holding...
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DETACHED by Laura Dunn
DETACHEDby Laura Dunn
I.Phase, just a phase. Not to worry,You’re only insane.Dirty hippy, smoking herb,We don’t want to share your word.Just too liberal, just too free,Don’t you wish you were like ---Me me or me?You...
LIFE, INTERRUPTED by Roseanne Morales
LIFE, INTERRUPTEDby Roseanne Morales
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DOOR AJAR by Fabrice Poussin
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PROFIT by Dr. Nathanael O’Reilly
PROFITby Nathanael O’Reilly
The Third of July
On the corner of Prairie Dunesand Spyglass sixteen miniatureAmerican flags line the path
to the police officer’s door.Two neighbors mow lawnsbut most have left town
or gone to church to hearthe...
LAMP LIGHT by Craig Kennedy
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Neighbors I Have Known
Robbiewho never held a job but didn’t discuss it with meTommywho wanted to write a bookAdrianwho chased birds from her backyard every morning by banging the tree with...
WITHOUT YOU by Ann Christine Tabaka
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Without You
A thousand years agoit came to be, or so itseems. It spit my heartin two, or so it felt.
Emotions drift upona waft of smoke, burningmy eyes once more.Past’s subtle...