Sunday Comics
The swimmer knows she’ll never touch the floor. She can float unharmed by murky wars and the land is as plain as her skin but the water shines like the star in her mind.
High Plains Drifter
Fiction by Tim Shey.
Maila Nurmi and Me
Dennis Nyback carries Maila Nurmi around with him while looking for a post office.
The Madonna
Poetry by Ricardo Moran.
Sunday Comics
There’s math and there’s dealers and players and killers and me they say that they winners Okay, well, let’s see You pay or you play The rules of the trade The math of the days The times of the age Whatcha want? How you like? Aim high, man, why not?
The Ushers
Fiction by King Grossman.
What The Street Remembers, #44-#46
Poetry by Christopher Barnes.
Working a Ship Wreck
Poetry by Gavin Bourke.
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