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Happiness in the Face of Bipolar Disorder by Sean L Corbin

Happiness in the Face of Bipolar Disorder Sean L Corbin __________ And you worry that this warmth you feel on your shouldersthis undeniable fullness in the crook of your arm        this dusted-off upward bend at the corner of your mouth        you worry that thisis merely an imaginary friend pushing your…

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Two Flash Stories by Laton Carter

Laton Carter __________ This Pleasing Sting Lady Mary Wroth was having a devil of a time with Auto-Correct. In this strang labourinth how shall I turne? she cried out. But her words were  deleted and revised: In this strangled labor, without shallots I return. Shallots. Had someone ordered soup? And…

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Darker Truths: An Interview with Denise Duhamel

Darker Truths: An Interview with Denise Duhamel Andrew Wittstadt __________ Last winter I was able to interview Denise Duhamel, who has three poems in our new print issue, to talk about all things poetry.  It was a real treat to be able to ask these questions and hear the responses…

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Happy Anniversary, Darling by Mary Hanrahan

Happy Anniversary, Darling Mary Hanrahan __________ In the beginning there was flight, A clear blue owning the horizon. And within, _____a V of geese, an arrow determined to head in the same direction. * 10,950 mornings later, in our rounded bodies, in the same sorry chairs, we settle. * You…

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Two Poems by David Kirby

David Kirby __________ The Demimonde                               I’m not so much walking as tilting a little to the left and fallingforward and then tilting to the right by way of compensation             …

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Make Up Forever

Make Up Forever Anu Kandikuppa __________ I haven’t broken completely with my sister, but we don’t get along well with each other. Actually we can barely speak one civil word to each other. She has a way of looking me up and down when we meet that makes me want…

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Acadia Forest and Han’s Solo

Han’s Solo Mark Blickley __________ Acadia Forest by Keith Goldstein I’ve had this recurring Bridge Dream for nearly fifteen years. It first appeared one night after being exhausted by cram studying for my Bar Mitzvah. In this initial fantasy I was a swaddled infant left on the very beginning of…

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FOMO

FOMO William Auten __________ Today at ten in the morning, Mr. Snickerdoodle isn’t having much to do with the scenery and the commotion and the crew and the props passing back and forth in front of him so many times that neither his tawny eyes nor his tufted ears can…

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Poetry by Mary Ardery

Mary Ardery __________ For A Moment The day you detoxed on the trail was alsothe day we found a monarch. It struggledat our feet as we sat eating lunch, tunayou couldn’t keep down. With your bile-chapped lips, you named the creatureAthena, and gently, you took her bodytwitching in your hand.…

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No Sweeter Fat

No Sweeter Fat Jess E. Jelsma __________ I first discover I am pregnant in the grimy employee bathroom at Archibald’s Steakhouse. The room is so small that, sitting on the seat with my knees spread, I can reach out and lay my palms against all four cinder block walls. The…

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