Growing up, or growing blind, or something in between, an unavoidable consequence of autonomy, don’t you think? From our first theme issue, “women,” comes Lindsey Gates-Markel’s short fiction “Monologue.”
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Repopulated from the archive after an ominous rest, here’s a poem for chilled clouds and chained winds, Sarah Stanton’s “Swarm”:
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The boxes are open, the sweaters unfurled, the trees all watered finally, the children (grown now) napping anyway. An album in a drawer, a frame on a lintel. Enjoy Elaine Moynahan’s delicate “Snapshot“:
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A short story we’re trying to figure out, funny as that is, it’s Lynda Sexson’s “Wrecking Ball.”
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A poem for we who are a little desolate even with those loved around, as one might be at this festive season of the year — Scott Weaver’s “The Power Goes Out After the Blizzard of 1981.”
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