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POETRY
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| Eirean Bradley |
the disgruntled women's chorus sings accompaniment on the beta male blues |
| Jhoanna Calma |
The Hand |
| Marcia Cohee |
Who Are You To Know |
| Alison Daniel |
real gorgeous |
| Devin Wayne Davis |
grammar has an a |
| Christina Gleason |
Handprint |
| Sharon Kourous |
Letter from the Antipodes |
| Radames Ortiz |
Father |
| Christine L. Reed |
Francine Ties Newspapers On The Pool Room Floor |
| Richard Stevenson |
When they miss the bird |
| Elaine Thomas |
Doe On Road Near Devil's Tower |
| Charon Wyatt |
Scratching A Sound From My Throat, Waiting For The Room To Clear |
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PROSE |
| Linda Boroff |
Light Fingers
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Current criminological theory views shoplifting either as a sexual aberration or - among youth especially - as an early indication of sociopathy, a prelude to riskier, more remunerative crime. But to Jeffrey Holsclaw, shoplifting was an end in itself. He was born to boost, and in him, the art of boosting reached its apex.
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| Chris Orlet |
The Grassfires of the Resistance |
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She was a hard one to understand, this old woman. Her English wasn't too good and had a strong, harsh, Italian submarine accent running underneath it. After five minutes of listening to her pidgin English and exchanging looks and shrugging, we figured out what she wanted us to do. She wanted us to burn her house down.
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| Stephen D. Rogers |
Hanging a Sign on the Closet Door |
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Since I hadn't even met a gay women, never mind had sex with one, I was left in a rather tenuous position where my family was concerned. How could I be certain that I was a lesbian when I had no homosexual experience, no proof that I would be more comfortable with women than the men already available to me?
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PHOTOGRAPHY |
| Mary Rodriguez |
Disquiet |
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GUEST EDITOR |
| Tyurina Allen |
