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RYAN SWIFTE, Author of CARELESS

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RYAN SWIFTE, Author of CARELESS 1.Tell us a bit about yourself – something that we will not find in the official author’s bio?

R. NIKOLAS MACIOCI, Author of the ROUGH

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Tell us a bit about yourself – something that we will not find in the official author’s bio? From the first grade until I was a sophomore at The...

MONIKA MARTYN, Author of THE LUCKY MAN: AN ACT OF MALICE

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Tell us a bit about yourself – something that we will not find in the official author’s bio? Such an interesting question that I could easily answer with several...

GEORGE MATHEW, Author of THE LAST CRUSADE

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Author’s Interview GEORGE MATHEW 1.Tell us a bit about yourself – something that we will not find in the official author’s bio? I love cooking and...

MAPLE by Van Anderson

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Birthday I was a gift to mother years ago,seventy-four, to be exact, and sheturned thirty-five the day that I was born.We keep close track and number years becausewe are...

HOW MUCH OF HISTORY IS TRUE by Randall Rogers

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How Much Of History Is True? Twixt lifeand deathbirth and evaporationlies inexplicable gleeand honest hopeless despair;steady the craft!too much is just enoughto determine holisticallya bigger pictureof despairredeemingdeath’s declinein euphonious...

WORTHWHILE CREATURES by Nathan Tluchowski

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worthwhile creatures my poems don’t matterthe breasts of devils give ill milkand each tragedy of a big cunt or bad circulation can’tnullify:the dirty snow oraugered shitholescentralized heat orthe gigas...

OLD SCHOOL by Sean Murphy

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Ars moriendi It’s true, she died peacefully, in her home.This is all she wanted; all we asked for(after asking for a great number of things,each denied in turn, by...

HAPPINESS by Benjamin B. White

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Happiness Neo-pagans kneelBefore the spiritualityOf natural cycles,Then drive their SUVsTo Michael’s Craft StoreAnd buy decorationsFor the insideOf their cavesWhere dysfunction behavesLike a north starTo guideThe ritualsOf individualsInto cultural practicesSo...

TIME by Eugenia Fain

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TimeA fibonnaci poem TimeFadesIntoEternalWaves cascading inPools in which we are a pebble. A Rondel Poem When I do spy your lovely face,My heart...