Paul Rogalus

Giant RatThere was a giant rat that lived in our basement floor apartment in Boston that year. I lived with two guys that I didn’t know very well—and we were all very different personality types. One guy, Tom, worshipped David Bowie. He was a skinny, angular blond guy—with David Bowie hair and clothes. He called…

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Wabi-Sabi

Technically, you’re doing a poor job. You have no form.The hatchet flails down into the uprooted stump.The beagle howls. George Williams, Mr. Horton, Hilliary,and the other neighbors spring up in their beds.The dog’s mug and paws clatter the chain-link fencelike an ambitious kid assigned to the chimes in music classsweeping the tiny stick over the…

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Jacob Valadez

bikes she is all the red square cathedralsdipped in honey.krasnaya, they say archaically.to my ancient soulshe is an lp’s grooves, that smileupon fresh rained pavement or,gliding under the silvery stars,cosmos borealis. she rode her turquoise bike awayon a rainy day near the end of the world.she had an empty wire basket on the rusted front.  five of us we’re…

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Paid Dues

Excerpt from Lily’s Odyssey, a novel, published with permission by All Things That Matter Press; its first chapter a Short List Finalist for the Eric Hoffer Award for Best New Writing At the next session Dirk said, “To end your sense of abandonment you should find companionship. You have one foot in the traditional role for…

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Drunk Dream

You and me and brightnessYou and me and pink andPurple widening circles. The pale skin on your neck,That red cowlick like Tin Tin’s,Your eyes, wide and blue. Someone sings in a high,Clear voice. We come closeTo kissing, but don’t.  by Catherine Simpson Catherine Simpson is a cellist who lives in Santa Barbara. She has been previously published in…

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Samantha Seto

Waterfall Breaking before our eyes into a sound,as whoosh and swish of the ocean tide.In constant as rhythmic strokesbranches crack and are thrown into the stream. I stood among the trees and watched,immobile in the cooling shade,the leaf surfaced, face up beneath the bridge.Woooh, the wind howled, Cut limbs falling, the crack they make,each dropping from its trunk…

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