“Dog People” By Emma Jane Van Dinter

I’m rubbing the dimples of the backside of a paragraph, feeling the remains of your tone. Summer sweat is now replaced with damp skin under quilts. Growling within the baseboard heater is an echo resembling the sound of kids sloshing about pool water. I watch the Shih Tzu figurine sitting on my typewriter and listen …

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“tupperware” By Robin Gow

at the first sign of rain i went outside into our tiny square of a backyard, took the fishing rod. (the one we used twice a year) (if we were lucky). (from the wall of the garage) (the line still tangled all around everything). i put the spare hooks through my lip (you wouldn't approve) i …

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“These Things” By Alexis Draut

These things I tell you,you will never regret: Love the speed of that cloud in frontof the moon and you will never take forgranted the color of a clear day.Talk kindly to not only animals but alsoto flowers and weeds.Learn to compost.Understand how everything effectseverything. Be humble enoughto pick up the shit of your ownfriendly …

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“Ruger 10/22” By Kevin McMahon

They’re regulars at Gray’s Sporting Goods, and not the regulars you’d expect—–fishermen, marksmen, student athletes—no, they’re an ancient man in a wheelchair and his equally old, but able-bodied wife. New-hires soon learn that they’ll never buy anything and let them be. A department head or manager will approach and say, “How are my favorite customers …

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“Death for You – Remarkably Supple” By Indiana Rich

the corpse is Diplomatic, pickled in a Walnut womb, garnished with Pomegranate petals. eyes like a donut glazed with confection the focus is a vacuum. pallor of affection Now you smile, rusty gums and candy teeth you’ve left a cavity a wormhole I am consumed diving into your straw hair and your stale perfume six …

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