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FICTION: E. V. SLATE
Leaving Chimbai Road

The one thing Teresa didn’t want anyone to know about her, but which everyone seemed to find out, more…

POETRY: JOHN SPAULDING
Watching Newsreels

A small girl was lost inside a deep well.
Someone swam the English Channel.
Roosters pecked at our boots and
everyone was afraid of airplanes.
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POETRY: ERICA WEITZMAN
from “Studies”

As if I’d signed a peace with forgetting
all my abandoned fetishes are returning to make their claims:
Avenue des Limites—all that weird suburban Euro-stucco
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POETRY: JASON ROUSH
First Lesson

In the middle of the mess hall at Camp Kern
stood a miniature model of Camp Kern
and in the middle of the model
loomed the Camp Kern chapel
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POETRY: NATHANIEL PERRY
From a Diary, Dorn County

In his death, the marksman
missed a step.
He was in a tree
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POETRY: MARK WAGNER
Here is the Plot

Here is the plot: A boy built a home
With a girl who gave him money.
She wouldn’t say where she found it, though
The money was awfully dirty.
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POETRY: REBECCA BELLA
Healer Seen on TV

“I can see into people,”
she declares, stirs birch branches
on the surface of the pool,
legs pinked by the bath
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FICTION: MATTHEW LIEBOWITZ
Two Deer

Before they divorced, near the end of the fighting, the boy had a dream. He woke up early and slid into the empty left side of the bed. more…

PLAYS: DAVID ERVIN
The Tree Thing

JOE, 30, stands next to a tree in a school yard. He holds a slip of paper.
A woman approaches him.
WOMAN: Can I help you?
JOE: Hmm? No. I’m just waiting.
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