These are dicey times, and we’ve got to know in which basket to put our precious things, which basket we can’t lift. We’re sharing today this fortified short by Sionnain Buckley, “Our Eggs”:
This story originally appeared in SC #8.1, available in print and ebook formats at our store. Read on!
The leaves are all down and the family is zipping words back and forth in the darkling air, Reader, so we share with you today Albert Lee’s [>>] exercising poem “拾肆個問題“:
This poem first appeared in SC 7.2, available in our shop as an ebook. Read on!
A whirlwind miniaturized or contained in the human form is no less than a swath of destruction waiting to happen. Spun up from the archive is Marvin Shackelford’s “Wet Tracks Far from a Crossing”:
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This poem originally appeared in SC 4.2. This one here (or download); check out our latest; subscribe and we will bering your fingers with ink torii. Read on.
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