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Vacuous
by Meteo Lara & Is this too much it is too much how much is too much? …
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Portrait of Wasps
by Mateo Lara we are not saved, trapped in the nest cradling arms, us, crawling with rage, twitching alive tucked together, neatly in rows, made into a bed. our buzzing was no warning it was a reminder that building community would find you blistering and needing reminders of safety, poking your gut hazily flapping translucent,…
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Family History: When the Past Remains a Secret
by Allison Palmer Artist: Kadir Nelson With the rise of DNA testing technology, we find a host of new issues about genealogy beginning to emerge. Among them are problems regarding actual proof of lineage, how genetic information is gathered and analyzed, and the reliability of testing companies, in particular, the ones most famous for generating…
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Art by Doug Flaherty
Doug Flaherty Doug Flaherty’s abstract digital art has appeared on covers of the Wisconsin Review, and One Trick Pony. Other cover art appeared on poets’ chapbooks. His art work is forthcoming in Abstract magazine in NYC. Flaherty has published poetry in the New Yorker, the Nation, North American Review, and scores of other literary magazines.…
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Art by Fabio Sassi
Fabio Sassi Fabio Sassi makes acrylics and photos using what is hidden, discarded or considered to have no worth by the mainstream. Fabio lives in Bologna, Italy.
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The Church Bells
by Chris Graves the church bells, temple bells, dinner bells, and funeral bells all sermon the wind, river psalm the cracked clavicle and clarinet of voice never networking. the world follows the drip drip drip of stars, dreams into porous pull, and iconic phases of the clanging moon. the moon dangles its light into the…
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Just Not Now
by Kristen Dunn There will be a time and place for me But I guess it is just not now The thread is unraveling And I don’t really know how Life is always moving We are dictated by the sun I remember when he met me But I didn’t know he would be the one…
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Resolve
by Kristen Dunn Feeling some type of calm even though my body aches I like the way I’ve lived I do not see any mistakes people are destructive Emotions more intense than my own sometimes it gets the best of them sometimes their true colors are shown a call out to end the conflict a…
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A Banal Provocation But With A Flavor of Ripe Pears
by Kristina Krumova with it you can write a poem on my belly and if you don’t like it you can wipe it off with your hand with a dress a sheet or you can leave it to drip down slowly until the words lose their meaning You can leave it to dry up there…
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The Road Home
by Bryan Grafton Artist: Francisco Mathews He had been driving for what seemed like hours now. That was the problem when you owned your own business you had to do everything yourself. He had been in the undertaking business all his life having inherited it from his father. Now he was old, real old, at…