“Nor Did They Protest” By David M. Alper

fourth floor balcony // a pair of redwood hanging baskets // in June two wild doves flew in // and built a nest in one basket // in which mama laid her eggs // the apartment tenant forgot about her once // while watering the plants // only to have her emerge screeching // wings …

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“Feral” By J. T. Townley

         When I realized the thing might be chasing me, I ducked into a small courtyard. The light was dim. A sticky smell sweetened the air. It wasn’t long before it rolled right by without paying me any attention. Yep, exactly. But it wasn’t just any donut. I mean, yes and no. Your basic chocolate glazed, …

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