Tag Archives: Winter 2015
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I Saw My Soul Become…/Yo vi a mi alma ser . . .
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by Gail Langstroth I saw my soul become… jar cupboard with a latch jar with a screw-top lid in …
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The Tree of Hearts
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by Ann Tinkham I remember the day I froze myself. I had just started wearing bras and Kotex pads. …
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The Way
3December 1, 2015 by The Citron Review
by Chris J. Rice Hot, even with the windows open. Gritty sand filled air blew into our hair and …
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As Far as Hawks Go
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by Alec Hershman I woke with a pale hawk face, a stranger to instinct, and so a bit scrawny, …
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Sounds of the City
1December 1, 2015 by The Citron Review
by Katherine Bonnie Bailey Sleeping on silk sheets in a factory-crafted bed, I dream of fragile cornstalks browned by …
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Missiles
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by Leanne Simpson We took a cab to the subway and told ourselves we were saving money. I would have …
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Harborne High Street
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by Nod Ghosh My mother’s blood types as B positive, and she lives up to her group. I rub …
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Ordinarily Sacred
3December 1, 2015 by The Citron Review
by Stephen D. Gibson My eighteen-month-old daughter tries consonants and vowels. Again and again, making the music of a …
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Something Lasting
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by Derek Graf – After Jonathan Johnson Look at this: tonight it’s been snowing for twenty years. You said …
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Confirmation
5December 1, 2015 by The Citron Review
by Ben East They all keep secrets and wait for normal to rub off on them. Timothy Farrell’s secret …
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