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Boy of Grasses

13th September 2011 | Closed

by Chris­t­ian K. Mar­tinez The weeds I touch fade, dust in a dust­bin scat­tered on the wind. The flow­ers I seed bloom, sun­light blos­soms on a hori­zon. Brod Gar­ris, Da’s eldest, says I got good mag­ic. Run strong through the bone, from the seed. 


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On the Searoad

13th September 2011 | 2 Comments

by J. C. Runolf­son He walks the searoad, though he knows bet­ter, stops and watch­es the waves move clos­er.


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The House of Unrighteous Images

13th September 2011 | Closed

by Megan Arken­berg At any giv­en moment, there are almost five thou­sand paint­ings in the House of Unright­eous Images. They hang on the rough-plas­tered walls, or stand in uneven stacks on the water-stained floor.


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The Goddess Of Death Wishes Otherwise

13th September 2011 | Closed

by Wendy Howe And so my sea­son comes ear­ly, hills all pol­ished with its glaze, caul­­dron-pour of heavy sleet. They gleam like the skulls I will scour and stack along the gar­den’s land­scape.


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