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ON BREASTFEEDING by Camille Bégin

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Ben took a photograph of me as I breastfeed our son for the first time; he did not take a photograph of me breastfeeding for the last time. It was not supposed the be...

Torquay Summer 2023 by Julia Vaughan

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Torquay Summer 2023 Summer Twenty-Twenty Three is bigSo many peopleParked cars wiltingScorching hot, glinting windscreensTowels, chairs and boogie boardsDogs and Eskies Not many hatsUV Index is Extreme Bikinis are tinyG-Strings minisculeAbundance of fleshBottoms bouncingSupremely confident Acceptable on the...

CATCH AND RELEASE by Emily Grandy

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When he woke at noon to the sound of buzzing cicadas and fuggy heat, the first thing that came to Lloyd Sherman’s mind was a memory of water. The slip of the canoe into...

A LULLABY FOR HOME by Dibyasree Nandy

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A Lullaby For Home The floating white fire in the night sky dimsAn outline looms, is golden-hewnAcross the crag, beyond the cloudsOur home seen in the horizon. It’s no mere delf, a realm at the hilly...

PRECARIOUS by Sandip Saha

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PrecariousA tiny islandsurroundedby watereverywherea diver findslong columnof land downtouching seabedit is not a mountainno hard rockhow it exitsin turmoilof wavesin oceanstormcan’tfellit! Dream disorders I feel always awake in sleepmy limbs take rest, eyes closedbut mind is...

BEAMING by William Combes

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Ode to the Beast Without doubtIt is my body,That sees, feels, and shouts. Without doubt,It is my body,That perceives an accomplished clout. It’s done so much,Become so much,Since in the soup it first crawled out. It did so...

EVELYN by Carrie Magness Radna

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Evelyn (no. 141 of Women’s names sensual series) Mind’s racing every day, but today—it’s stillsince I hung up the phone, the doctor shared with me the news:My sister is now dead— Now I am all alone...

TOURNIQUET HEART by John Sweet

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tourniquet heart early morning coldspring sunlight yr sisterdragged through town by yrmother’s boyfriend and one of themlaughing and one of themwounded shadows of silent buildings anddying trees and you were15 when you escaped i was 22 when...

21st CENTURY FUN TIMES by Connor Lukes

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21st Century Fun Times Mom and Dad are away. They're on their way back today. I already know I'll skimp on the details when I tell them about last night. I went out with Sam and...

IN PREPARATION: DANCING FOR YOUR LIFE by Gail Hosking

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My mother turned twelve in Kountze, Texas where her father worked the nearby oilrigs, leaving his family for weeks at a time. Little did she know that this was a good preparation for living...