Preemptive Strike – Emily Barker
There are flies in your lungs Wings plastered that never left From inhaling too long Mouth open in the dark...
There are flies in your lungs Wings plastered that never left From inhaling too long Mouth open in the dark...
At the Precise Moment of the Solstice Lie in a wheelbarrow like a sack of potatoes, clumps of earth still...
we leave our names in hands always letting go on purpose Never answer So they fall a little short and...
OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERA Bear Kosik is the (co-)author of four novels. His short stories, poetry, and essays have been published...
Artist’s statement: This photo was part of a series in which I integrated three tiny pocket mirrors to play with...
Artist’s statement: This photo was part of a series in which I integrated three tiny pocket mirrors to play with...
David Carter walks down the street when the building overlooking him says, “Fuck off.” He tells it sorry, drops his...
For Edward Abbey and Thoreau, who have been with me on many walks. I am attempting to perfect the art...
Sgt. Tulley squinted at his watch, equal parts curio and cipher. He studied the obstinate object until it finally...
I walked into Wilcox’s hotel room and there was a man tied up on the bed, hands roped behind his...
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