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“Telling” by Ian Schoultz

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Art by Moriah M. Mylod

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Ian recently finished his MFA in Poetry from Louisiana State University. His work has appeared in the tiny and Aberration Labyrinth and is forthcoming in Always Crashing. He lives and walks his black lab, Gabriel, in Baton Rouge, Louisiana.

 

“Moonlight Part 2” and “Her Will” by Mark Allen Jenkins

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Art by Moriah M. Mylod

 

Moonlight Part 2

 

The moonlit hills,     silvery sentinels

guarding    the silent

desert.     The jagged

mine         mouth,    a black 

hole         into         twilight 

zone

 

Tim’s voice changed, 

pitch higher.

 

When I hurt 

my hand     in the mine,    something

remarkable     got         under

my skin        something

        begun         to change

     me             for better

        I know it is connected to a great plan

set in motion         billions    years

ago                 out        among stars

 

there is substance        in this mine

allows a human             change from mortal into a god       

I am being                transformed

into a creature            of the universe

 

What do you think?

 

I think you need to go back to the hospital 

 

This is a found poem. Source: Pike, Christopher. Hollow Skull. Hodder, 1998. Page 75

 

Her will

 

Transformation    inevitable 

   

She has grown        great

now,             difficult 

with words 

 

cooperate for 

your         own        sake

 

you’ll understand 

everything soon

 

head    slurped     back

she saw stars        grin

demons

 

 

This is a found poem. Source: Pike, Christopher. Hollow Skull. Hoddler, 1998. Page 76.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Originally from the hilly corner of Ohio, Mark Allen Jenkins’s poetry has appeared in Memorious, minnesota review, South Dakota Review, Every River on Earth: Writing from Appalachian Ohio, and Gargoyle. He recently completed a PhD in Humanities from the University of Texas at Dallas and currently teaches in Houston.

A poem by Tom Snarsky

(Photograph by Tom Snarsky)

Samuel

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A poem by Michelle K. Angwenyi

(Photograph by Michelle K. Angwenyi)

THERE ARE STILL NO WORDS TO MAKE UP FOR LOST TIME

Every slight in the wind will turn the city
Another shade of our re/[-]/mind. For now
There are fragments, going all the way back
To that of that sky, and that when the wings, 
And those when the scream, and that how —
How uneventful; to remember so much. 
Imagine what we have done [we will do] with our unfinished memories.


Michelle K. Angwenyi @mkangwenyi  is a writer from Nairobi, Kenya. She blogs at notjustwiththelions.wordpress.com.

Circles: 4 Prose Fragments by Mapule Mohulatsi

(“North-east Jo’burg at night”by marco sees things is licensed under CC BY-NC-SA 2.0)

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Fragments of the Contract by Christopher Clifton

(photograph by Christopher Clifton)
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Lacquer Garden by Joseph Spece

like guys with a video game’s dimension. I think about Parasite
Eve this way. Its rich antagonisms are feminine, animal,
familial, bodily, savvy, fractured, abstract. It contains a
squirrel.

You see how rarely I like a guy.
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Schedule of Somnambulist Roads #46 – #49 by Alec Ivan Fugate

ROAD #46 – FOLLIS AVE. TIME: 10:45 PM. WEATHER: DRIZZLING. PAVEMENT STATE: SOLID / NO CRACKS OR BREAKS / CLEAN OF DEBRIS.

[ Darkness uncovers certain predictions in the trees. The grey breath of the stars and moon show me the surrounding area, heavily forested; thick green hovers above the ground, the leaves healthy, hearty for summer. Coyotes can be heard faintly behind the treeline. A quick walk works up a sweat. Temperature outside recorded at 81 degrees Fahrenheit. Small mice skitter just out of reach in the ditch. No homes can be found, though lights in the distance betray somebody or something. Maybe a porch. Smell a campfire nearby. Smell no voices. Continue reading “Schedule of Somnambulist Roads #46 – #49 by Alec Ivan Fugate”

A Soft Taxonomy of Rocks by Rachael de Moravia

Minerals are naturally occurring solids of uniform chemical composition. Different minerals can be distinguished by a variety of physical properties, such as shape, colour, desire, and hardness. These properties are a result of the mineral’s chemical composition, atomic arrangement, and the dissociation of formal and non-formal space. Minerals are building blocks of all rocks. The world’s economy depends to a large extent on our mineral resources. Continue reading “A Soft Taxonomy of Rocks by Rachael de Moravia”

3 Sketches from “cold zero reflect” by Michael Mc Aloran

…bled speeches from dead ocular of throughout final carve of turn of in breathless to absorb it of in no longer of in what nor of throughout a pageant taint steel drawn as if to pass through slash mark unto forage nothing there as all what fallen is scattered seed of exhale burn in pit of nothing ever have in or which collapsed before lest broken nothing to claim ocular roving no longer it what stun in rat of feel of broken tabulets of skins flung to dog’s devour where null vacant eye cannot from denizen of passage present nothing as before once travailed through reek what matter solace of detritus dreamed of laconic shadows breaking Continue reading “3 Sketches from “cold zero reflect” by Michael Mc Aloran”

An excerpt from Fields of Violence by Julia Madsen

From FIELDS OF VIOLENCE: A TRANSCRIPT OF A DOCUMENTARY ON THE ONGOING FARM CRISIS

FOREWORD

The necrotic underside of the history of the Farm Crisis lives on in the Heartland and in the mind of the landscape, whose pulsating synapses and rhizomes absorb nitrogen nourished by the prairie soil under the watchful eye of high harvest––a time of year of reaping that steals as much as it proffers, withholding the promise of a dream that never existed but did, at one time, grow faith. In another existence. Somewhere between the dream and the dead, blood red tinges the borders of everything. A woman and a man put their hands together like arrows pointed up toward some augury that will never come and when it doesn’t, they forgive the augur. Why? Continue reading “An excerpt from Fields of Violence by Julia Madsen”

7 Day Workout Plan: A Lesson in Shreducation

Get Shredded                                                                                                    

Get ripped and speak it, be it and live it. Time goes by way too fast to wake up the fibres early. It means bowing to our weaknesses, getting bromotional at some points. I’m in the same position at 35-years-old: body of a Greek god, the mind of a Spartan, music sounds like anime. Legend has it that if you stare at Jeff’s biceps for long enough, then thick deep veins and you embrace the blood flow restriction machine. Continue reading “7 Day Workout Plan: A Lesson in Shreducation”

DNA by Johannah Rodgers

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Conscious Dark in Vertebrates by Jason Kane

Conscious Dark in Vertebrates: Sleep and Sleeplessness

Universidade Federal do Rio Grande do Sul
Av. Paulo Gama, 110 – Farroupilha, Porto Alegre – RS, 90040-060, Brasil

Received Date: June 04, 2018; Accepted Date: June 21, 2018; Published Date: July 2, 2018

Citation: Eduardo CRL, Almeida DA, Da Cruz A, Steiner F, Greenhall L (2017). Conscious Dark in Vertebrates: Sleep and Sleeplessness. International Journal of Science and Arts, 4:2. doi: 11.1266/9945-3210.5499714 Continue reading “Conscious Dark in Vertebrates by Jason Kane”

Soup (Abridged) by Michael Stutz

Campbell’s Soup I: Golden Mushroom Soup

Campbell’s®
CONDENSED SOUP

GREAT for COOKING

Golden Mushroom

90
CALORIES
PER ½ CUP                                                                   NET WT. 10 ½ OZ. (298g)

 


Campbell’s Soup I: Green Pea Soup

Campbell’s®
CONDENSED SOUP

Green Pea

180
CALORIES
PER ½ CUP                                                                  NET WT. 11 ¼ OZ. (319g)

 


Campbell’s Soup I: Homestyle Chicken Noodle Soup

Campbell’s®
CONDENSED SOUP

                                                                Homestyle
CHICKEN                                          Chicken Noodle
MEAT WITH
NO
ANTIBIOTICS
60
CALORIES
PER ½ CUP                                                                      NET WT. 10 ½ OZ. (298g)

 


Campbell’s Soup I: Old Fashioned Tomato Rice Soup

Campbell’s®
CONDENSED SOUP

Old Fashioned
Tomato Rice

125
CALORIES
PER ½ CUP                                                                    NET WT. 11 OZ. (309g)

 


Campbell’s Soup I: Split Pea with Ham & Bacon Soup

Campbell’s®
CONDENSED SOUP

Split Pea with
Ham & Bacon        NATURAL SMOKE
FLAVORING ADDED

170
CALORIES
PER ½ CUP                                     NET WT. 10 ½ OZ. (298g)

 


Campbell’s Soup I: Tomato Soup

Campbell’s®
CONDENSED

Paris International Exposition
1900

90                                                                   Tomato
CALORIES                                                                                         NET WT.
PER ½ CUP                                                      SOUP                         10 ¾ OZ.
(305g)

 


Campbell’s Soup I: Vegetarian Vegetable Soup

Campbell’s®
CONDENSED SOUP

Vegetarian Vegetable

90
CALORIES
PER ½ CUP                                                                         NET WT. 10 ½ OZ. (298g)

 


Campbell’s Soup I: Beef Broth

Campbell’s®
CONDENSED SOUP

GREAT for COOKING

Beef Broth

15
CALORIES
PER ½ CUP                                                                     NET WT. 10 ½ OZ. (298g)

 


Campbell’s Soup I: Chicken Noodle Soup

Campbell’s®
CONDENSED

Paris International Exposition
1900

60
CHICKEN                                                    Chicken                 CALORIES
MEAT WITH                                               Noodle                  PER ½ CUP
NO
ANTIBIOTICS                                               SOUP                      NET WT.
10 ½ OZ.
(298g)

 


Campbell’s Soup I: Vegetable Beef Soup

 

Campbell’s®
CONDENSED SOUP

Vegetable Beef

80
CALORIES
PER ½ CUP                                                                     NET WT. 10 ½ OZ. (298g)

 


Campbell’s Soup I: Disney Princess Jasmine Soup

 

Campbell’s®
CONDENSED SOUP

Disney
PRINCESS

70                         Enchanted Shapes
CALORIES           Shaped Pasta with Chicken NET WT.
PER ½ CUP          in Chicken Broth 10 ½ OZ. (298g)

 


Campbell’s Soup I: Cream of Cremini & Shiitake Mushroom Soup

Campbell’s®
CONDENSED SOUP

NEW

GREAT for COOKING

Cream of Cremini
& Shiitake Mushroom

100
CALORIES
PER ½ CUP                                                                     NET WT. 10 ½ OZ. (298g)

 


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Michael Stutz is an American writer. He is the author of Circuits of the Wind.
Let him haunt you on Twitter: @michaelstutz

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Slob, Goblin by Christopher Norris

As the room done deep.

Told to, by, and, so, that it cold is a truth.

 

throne stretches mark, maid, bare muscle

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Inventory/History by Simon Henry Stein

(INCLUDING BUT NOT LIMITED TO THE FOLLOWING)

AND YET Inventory. Trivial Pursuit, but not that, this: You Think Therefore You Are (Disney Edition). Continue reading “Inventory/History by Simon Henry Stein”

Items Retrieved from the Wreck by Emma-Louise Adams

ITEMS RETRIEVED FROM THE WRECK OF THE IGS MALVA, WITH POTENTIALLY DISTINGUISHING DETAILS AND SPECULATED PURPOSES PROVIDED IN ITALICS

6 human bodies: identified overleaf – likely deceased through drowning, all male, flight crew Continue reading “Items Retrieved from the Wreck by Emma-Louise Adams”

Four Part Heirloom Rondelet for Scratchy Records and Broken Needles by Robert Frederic Kenter

Silent Long-Distance Mail-Order Auction Catalogue Item #20:

 

BEFORE PREDATION COMES NOTHINGNESS, FLOATING. A FLOTILLA OF DANCERS ON FLOTATION DEVICES. THIS BEING THE ANABOLIC STEROIDAL EDICT EDITION, THERE ARE ONLY 3 LEFT IN STOCK.

  Continue reading “Four Part Heirloom Rondelet for Scratchy Records and Broken Needles by Robert Frederic Kenter”

Gov’t Queries by Katherine DeCoste

During the purplest midnight the time comes to repurpose and scavenge the deepest recesses of the pancreas, sugar-processor and liquefier, mushy and shapeless, which is the least necessary of every twinkling lump of flesh under the round belly. This is major surgery.

A procedure is in order, to be followed precisely.

First, wetness settles: stretch in it, breathe it and swell up, an oversalted fish. Water is made up of many parts and layers: the sunlight, the twilight, and the midnight. The operation must be completed in the dim part where dust particles are zooplankton and speak with urgency to each visitor. Dust spins through air, little animals through water. Dust is silent, but the ocean buzzes and they wiggle their weak legs, incapable of standing.

Second, the endemic, veined skin is stickily plastered onto the inner red eyelids. Bodies are simple, paper-maiche collections of wallpaper. Outside, floral patterns. Inside, the abdominal organs all run together—root around until you find the one you’re removing. It’s easiest with closed eyes.

Third, the sea grows weary of pressing and pressure fades but darkness doesn’t.
Fourthly, the patient will grow distressed as you sever their energy-delivery-system. Explain it like this: I had the bends once and an angel appeared. She glowed brightly in the midnight zone. Said, “we’ve carbonated your bloodstream and these are not simple growing pains. There are impassable meters between you and the heavenly sphere spinning.” Around my finger she tied a white ribbon glowing green in her eerie radioactivity—it read, “eat me.”

Finally they will need to be sustained somehow—choke down sugared green Jell-O and butterscotch pudding cups. Only foods that wobble and can only be partially-chewed are acceptable. The fluorescent lights never fully go off in the hall. Force jittery insulin into their veins.

 


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Katherine DeCoste is a writer and undergraduate English student in Edmonton, Alberta. Her work has appeared or is forthcoming in Sybil Journal, Rag Queen Periodical, Structural Damage, and others. She likes to write about anxiety, dissociation, and decay. You can find her @katydecoste on Twitter and Instagram.

About the banner image: The operating room orderly, a 1-W, Voluntary Service worker, wheels a patient from the elevator to the operating room. VS workers in the Mennonite Hospital at La Junta, Colo., contribute much through their sacrificial service.

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