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