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A Neighborly Assault – Dave McLeod

(I marked the spot where the sun seemed to hoard all the resting hearts that strained your eyes until they ached. All the choked, stopped, clogged hearts of hundreds squeezing the muscles free of fluid. Wrenching the ribcage into a presentable prison.)

(Harmful you still wants the voice of other’s pain. That issue of harm still hides in the same dark as the devil device you devised for love.

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A S I N G L E L I G H T B U L B – Bill Whitten

        Hung-over, Claudio slept late and missed the shuttle-bus conveying members of his delegation from the hotel to the airport. The concierge called a cab. As he sat in the back seat and gave the driver instructions, a coffee-colored Fiat pulled in front, blocking the way. Without speaking, a man in a black balaclava stepped out of the passenger side door waving a pistol and dragged him from the cab into the back seat of the Fiat.

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Bar Rot – Felicia Rosemary Urso

I drove my mom’s car to Stop n Shop to buy laxatives and peppermint whipped cream. At a red light on the way back, I sprayed a spiral into my mouth, swaying along to “Careless Whisper” on the radio. The roads through the woods were empty. I spritzed another burst of cream to choke down the laxatives, then drained the canister’s nitrous into my lungs. 

It was early May,

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Wetlands – Scott McCulloch

I dove into the longest delta I could find. I spilled into ancient waste and rowed to an incomplete kingdom of ends. Fatigued, with nothing to moor, it was only sensible to collapse in the marsh, down in the meandering lanes between reeds, into the saliva of the delta. All seemed bent on walkabouts through such outermost lengths, but still I fail to dissect the nature of this drift, apart from the desperation of it.

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