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Poetry. "I aspire to viper-speak you for whispers' sake as a guest to your breath that freezes on the windows where I finger-trace this in sections of the scene outside," begins Andrew Shelley's poem REQUIEM TREE. Saddlestitched paperback.
Music for Porn Rob Halpern
Transcendental Telemarketer Beth Copeland
The Posthumous Affair James Friel
the relational elations of ORPHANED ALGEBRA Eileen R Tabios and j/j hastain
Crow-Blue, Crow-Black Chip Livingston
Three Ways of the Saw: Stories Matt Mullins