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Dreams of a Steam Train by Patrick T. Webb
Every second Saturday in the summer, No. 27, “Old Green,” ventured out of the museum under the parking garage. She crawled along with three turquoise coaches to the downtown hotels, past the sailor memorial statue in the square, down the green line to the beach under the catenary wire. She dinged her bell at tourists, […]
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Treading the Waters of Time by Todd Sullivan
So here I am treading the waters of time,Day currents have fanned and wander so slow,At my desk I stay until well after nine. Sunk deep into work, this long shift that is mine,The hours so heavy that they barely flow,Clocked in not clocked out until well after nine, This work-river I find is all […]
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Foreign Land by Erin Eby
The hull nestles into the sandy bosom of the shoreWith a lulling shush.Syncopated song of life surrounding–Lapping tide, cicadas in the underbrush.This kingdom stirs me with its rhythmLike a cradle in the waves.I am Annabel unsepulcheredResurrected from the grave.Tiny island engulfed by vast space,Warm and deep.Space enough to wander, wonder,Dream, sleep. Sleep.This journey leaves a […]
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Ash Garden by Matthew Spence
It was after the funeral of another family member that I think my sister had the idea of “natural reincarnation.” We’d been at said relative’s home, sharing memories and food made with her recipes in her honor. I’d been to a number of such events over the past few years as we’d all gotten […]
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The Cracks Let the Light In by William Falo
I played music on my phone as I delivered mail to houses so far from the road that I hardly ever saw anyone who lived inside them. I loved delivering the mail in this rural community because I was on my own. Still, sometimes I imagined what the people who lived there looked like. I […]
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A Farming Family in Winter by John Grey
Inside this small cold house,all belief is doubtinghymns the choir sang,all our breaths in harnessto our clouded lips,all mouths downtrodden,and atmosphere defiling,fear, despair,at this terrible unknowing,clouds rolling in,faceless faces,nowhere to hide,a forever chillin fogs that sink low,muffle our voices,compress our brainsuntil we know nothing clear,cracked hands,bleeding cheeks,human masks breaking offin large chunks,every momenta parched sacrifice […]
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The Spoon by Richard Risenberg
That was the morning when he couldn’t find his favorite spoon. That upset him more than it should, as he well knew. It was the same as the other seven spoons that matched it, except that it bore a small scratch in the handle from when it had fallen into the garbage disposal. Since it […]
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Half Broke and Fully In by Josiah Crocker
It didn’t take long before I regretted everything. By then it was too late. I cast a look back at the events that had landed me here in this moment and saw nothing but weeds. Overgrown brush and dry mud cracking under the low winter sun. A life left without watering. The dull hum of […]
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Reflections by Justice Wright
As a young girl Ginny wondered why her grandmother never kept mirrors in her house. It was an abnormal superstition, but she never questioned her grandma about it. She only ever brought it up once and it was to her mother. “Why doesn’t Grandma like mirrors?” “It’s been that way since I was […]
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