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Fiction Issue 1

Boys

great viral chains all drawn and stretched out anchored to some undiscovered point past the clouds cosmic and leering leaving whorls and eddies of cotton in their wake as meandering fingers doused in white drag across the bone dry blue one day the boy will look at the ...  READ MORE

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Fiction Issue 1

I

I hate the word.

“I.”

“I,” what a hollow, selfish word to speak as the crowned lady takes prisoners. “I,” the vastness of an empty apartment, walls naked . “I,” a cell phone without messages.

“Darling.” “Sweetheart.” These are but ghosts of names, ...  READ MORE