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Antibiosis and the Mirror

By  Amy Taylor


Mirror: you look at me
so pale, so white
mistress to your own indiscretions
just as translucent as each
new moon

porcelain girl you break
and resuscitate
brittle bones are calcium
so you chalk it up
and speak dynamic truths

words are vials
topped with vitamins
swallow them whole
they...Read More »

Burning Wind

By Aukai Arkus

Rise with the day, again we walk

No faces new, no need to talk


The silence screams, a storm grows near

The cloudless shroud, raindrops of fear


Lightning cracks, the tempest looms

As logic wilts and instinct...Read More »

Who Knows

By  Mark Melnicove

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Three Moons

By Gary Healey

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Born Dead on a Winter's Night, Chapters 29 & 30

By Rolland Love

Editor’s Note: This is the last installment of Rolland Love’s memoir Born Dead on a Winter’s Night. For more stories by Rolland Love, visit www.ozarkstories.com. Chapters 1-4, Chapters 5-8, Chapters 9-12,Chapters 13-16, Chapters 17-20, Chapters 21-24, & Chapters...Read More »

A Foggy Day in L.A.

By Ana Velasco

Yesterday we hiked miles on the San Diego Freeway.
You were a good sport even though I knew you would rather have been skating
but I think sometimes you forget about what you’d rather be doing when I...Read More »

A Common Core

By  Darren Brooks Colbourne

Keep a clean nose
Watch the plain clothes
You don’t need a Weatherman
To know which way the wind blows

-Subterranean Homesick Blues, Bob Dylan

Whether the acid or the head trauma triggered the voices...Read More »

Cousin's Thumbnail

By Jim Pascual Agustin

My cousin called us to a corner of the yard
where a coconut tree struck shadows
of long stripes with ends like knives.

“Look,” he said, “it’s almost time.”
He unravelled the thin scrap of cloth
that had been wrapped round his thumb

for a week. We knew somethingRead More »

The Dialects of Love

By Claire Naughton

Fridays were the hardest. Ever since Krista’s belly had stopped growing, the children had taken her recovery into their own small hands, accosting her with hugs and a chorus of goodbyes at the end of the day. On this Friday they were especially clingy. Their puffy winter coats...Read More »

Living with a Mother with Depression

By Amy Atkins

I woke in the morning,
the sun was shining – the birds were singing
and the clouds were lolling in the sleepy sky
so I go to greet you and say “Good Morning!”

But he’s there at your side.
One finger on your temple, the other
intertwined with your...Read More »

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