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Papaya
I walk along the bustling aisles of fruit in the market square,looking past myselfSun is shining bright on my skin,feeling hot within Sweet savory papaya,ripe and invitingReminds me of an…
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Papaya
I walk along the bustling aisles of fruit in the market square,looking past myselfSun is shining bright on…
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requiem for a satellite (open the sky)
cool metal traveler, did the burn of reentry feel like one last warm embrace from the haloed mother…
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A Way of Keeping
Tuesday afternoon, she went to the Calhouns’ straight from school. Eliza and her daughters had just arrived home…
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Bacon in Dubai
Fumes burn and float from a piled slaughter of bodies on the lobby’s OLED T.V. But do…
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Who wants to be E. L. Doctorow?
I traveled a long way to find the workman,whose nameless eyes prefigured my arrival.“They said you died of…
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No Egress
We were newly married, which is to say we had become a single, awkward fact in the eyes…
Mortality Mediated
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Interview with John Whitbourn
The author of A Dangerous Energy expands upon his outlook, methods and future works.
Winter 2024
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