The
Movie Kiss
By Margaret Firebaugh |
I don't
know why the images seduce me, but they do. Skin touching Gore-Tex.
Gore-Tex touching cotton and hair and heartbeat... |
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work |
The
Push By
Elizabeth Meyer |
You saw the little jar in which I saved
/
the stitches: soft and blue; like chiggers who... |
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The
Art of Spare Compassion
By Caroline Albert |
“Can
you please give me part of 40 cents. Can you please give me part of 40
cents. Can you please give me part of 40 cents…” |
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short story |
O.W.
Letter
By Michael Kloss |
At 60 miles an hour on
/
Track 4 of ‘Red Rocks’, I’ve one headlight and /
Leroy is wasting me on that fucking sax, it’s like sex in a hammock /
I passed the same dead raccoon I’ve past... |
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poem |