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As a Boy, He Played With Matches
patches of brown grass dotted his yard, smoke rising under the sticky Georgia sun now, as we sit side-by-side on a patched brown couch his fingers brush the skin…
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As a Boy, He Played With Matches
patches of brown grass dotted his yard, smoke rising under the sticky Georgia sun now, as we…
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The Brad Nailer
It was a quiet day, so the Walmart hack canceled the rest of Sal’s shift. They pulled this…
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Symbiotic Semiotics
2026Visual Poetry/Digital Art Author David E. Matthews David E. Matthews lives in New England. The direction of events…
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speak like gravy
speak like gravy; syllabification like you’ve got all the time in the world. like the days are long…
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I Am From the Places They Brought Me
“From buildings ground to atmosphere, I am from the places they brought me.” –Luke Cameron, age 10 …
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Prism
It was not what I expected which is a hell of a comment to make about three rainbows.…
Mortality Mediated
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Writing Haiku
“It’s a pleasure to name thingsas long as one doesn’t gethung up about it.”-Jeffrey Harrison, “The Names of Things” I have spent much of the past yearimmersing myself in haiku—taking…
Winter 2024
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