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TWO LIVES BY FELICIA ROSE

Had I not migrated to this rural Utah mountain-valley where the alpenglow shimmers over snowy peaks, where canyon trails wend through sagebrush and pine, where ravens perch on quaking aspen boughs and deer trek across the...

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TOPOGRAPHY BY BY FELICIA ROSE

Tonight as I wash the wound on your forearm, guide cotton swabs through narrow channels of blood, remove pebbles of crust from banks of swollen flesh, the result of melanoma excision, I study your skin. Once smooth as slate, and...

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BLESSINGS BY FELICIA ROSE

Would that we could preserve them: clouds dispersed in the indigo sky, geese in v-formation, river sibilant amid riparian willows. That these blessings trail furtive hummingbird flutters lessens resentments once prolific as...

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METEORS AND WOLVES BY ROSALIND TROTTER

“Screw the coyotes,” Suki said. “I want to see the meteor shower.” She grabbed her jacket, flicked the farm lights off, and slipped out the door. It was true that with the drought things came down from...

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PENDLE HILL BY MAUREEN CLARK

if you have a witch ancestor you’ll end up someplace like Pendle Hill there might have been a forest once hard to tell now the hill is barren sheep graze it tightly cropped fields and the green is everywhere green early spring...

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LANCASTER CASTLE BY MAUREEN CLARK

Lancaster Castle ceased to operate as a prison in 2011 ~Holding it looms above you on the steep path those two crenellated towers stone walls coated in centuries of coal soot a panopticon in the middle of the Victorian section...

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ALL THAT SPACE BY GINNY LOWE CONNORS

Ernest Rutherford found that the atom is mostly empty space—Britannica.com The human body is 99% empty space –Rosie McCall, IFLScience All that space within us, between our electrons. The somersault of my mind as it tries yet...

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BEFORE BY GINNY LOWE CONNORS

My brother is an only child. Three years old, in faded pajamas a bit too small. He wakes up screaming The choo-choo train! Coming through the window! This happens night after night. One morning my father takes him to watch a...

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DELAWARE, 2023 BY W LUTHER JETT

I climbed the watch tower and marveled I could hear the surf beyond the scrub forest, beyond abandoned bunkers. Unexploded ordnance still lurked beneath the dunes. In languages no hand could hope to write, grey seagulls cried....

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