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Diamond Dust

Christina Sng Diamond Dust In the reflection nebula, Messier 78,Our scooper ship sifts diamond dustLike baleen whales through darkened seas. We are 1400 light-years from Earth,Eager to go home, bringing Messier’sBountiful riches back to our loved ones. In the faded … Continue reading

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To the Underworld

Dawn Vogel To the Underworld A crack, jagged and crookedA picnic, interruptedA woman, hysterical A warm and sunny spring dayPerfect for enjoying outdoorsA crack, jagged and crooked Earth opens beneath her feetPulling everything downwardA picnic, interrupted The fires of the … Continue reading

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In Pluto’s Embrace

Deborah L. Davitt In Pluto’s Embrace Around a hidden point in space they move,barycentric balance struck between them,cold faces glacially surfaced in frost. Don’t mistake their chill for lack of passion;Earth-born lovers simply can’t comprehendfate’s grip on this distant pair, … Continue reading

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Three Bad Dreams

Kevin Denelsbeck Three Bad Dreams In your first bad dream you are the Seconde Mère,The Premiere Mère was just burnt with reflection.She’d joined the Eosians in their Dawn River Prayer,When they angled roof-mirrors in her direction.Now she is ash in … Continue reading

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The Wood Became Birds

Tristan Beiter The Wood Became Birds the wood became birdsbursting off the wrecking ballas it crashed splinter-wings metamorphosed the glassinto beetles buzzing shards ‘roundclouds of dust shifted asgnats darkening the sky the lime convertiblein front of the fading houseexploded into … Continue reading

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Introduction to Poetry Issue 74

In this issue, there is a significant amount of surrealistic work (some with formalism). As a refresher from the Poetry Foundation. Surrealism is an “artistic philosophy that took hold in 1920s Paris and spread throughout the world in the decades … Continue reading

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Sunset Coda

“Sunset Coda” by Patrick Hurley Robert looked up from his book and there she stood, her back against the sea, exactly as he remembered her. “You’re here,” he said, his voice barely heard above the breaking waves. “I am.” A … Continue reading

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May Nothing but Happiness Come through Your Door

 “May Nothing but Happiness Come Through Your Door” by Robert Bagnall The weirdest thing is that I distinctly remember when it happened, how things changed, the shock, the incomprehension.  But I don’t remember how it was before.  Just that everything … Continue reading

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Like Vines

“Like Vines” by Alicia Power 12 Thermidor, Arisene Year 1244 My Dearest Cecilia, Though it has only been a week since I said farewell to you and your formidable gaggle of youngsters, I feel as if I’ve reached another world … Continue reading

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A Greater Good

“A Greater Good” by Laura O’Brien There’s nothing more terrifying than an empty to-do list. Normally, my list stretches too long for my viz to show it in full; I have to flick the projection again and again until I … Continue reading

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