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An Egg Keeper / Eva Liukineviciute
It is just the one sheep who will not fall in line. And you know we have tried everything. The carrot and stick, the shears and the dye. But nothing works, I tell you. Nothing will entice him to come in when the other sheep do and it is embarrassing – I am truly ashamed.…
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Paper Birch / Michael L Sevy
looking out from my bedroom at the lone white birch in the front field, I notice a few suckers coming up, sprouting impetuously from the rootstock that I’ll need to cut back, the paper birch, paper because of the nature of its bark, thin, flexibrittled and layered loosely against the trunk, is bent over, this…
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Regenerative memories / Hiromi Suzuki
Opening the window wide, the cold, hollow scent of the early morning drifts in. From the attic of the apartment, an orchestra rehearsal echoes through the empty air. The playback machine of the vocal cords has worn out, the soprano voice is hoarse. Feeling the hint of rain seeping through the exterior mortar. Suddenly, a…
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Appalachia Waltz / Atreyee Majumder
The afternoon crescendo dancedon motherboard, sisterboard, un-networked.Dumps on the hard drive.Photos of parties, lovers, somersaulters.Now gone, gone now.If I had to recover my mindfrom the days of sunsets pastQuick glimpses, dead plants,burnt eggs, love letters, I would dream up a foreign computer.A foreign computer laced with my mind.In the dream, my past computerplayed the 90s…
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Refresher (fragments) / Simon Ravenscroft
Inside / on a random Wednesday in October,thinking (of you) & marking premonitions. How I stuff the air with my errors. In my mind I reverse my walks. Butterflies distort every mention of sound. Was it a false inference to take this world as real without confirmation by touch? There are new rainstorms rolling…
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