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Rhythm & Bones
Rhythm & Bones

The Sun is Yours
"Sunset Reflection" by Sulyn Godsey The Sun is Yours a girl you once loved tells you to fetch her the sun, but only when it’s at its...


Waves
"edge of things" by Matthew Yates WAVES by Nessma A. Elssawy The quiet waves outside my window seem more marvelous than usual tonight....


To the Discarded Corn Husks Lying on the Kitchen Table After Christmas Dinner
"Fallen Petals" by Stephen Briseño To the Discarded Corn Husks Lying on the Kitchen Table After Christmas Dinner by Stephen Briseño You...


Heed The Warnings Of The Natural World
"The First Warning" photo by Elizabeth Dickinson Heed The Warnings Of The Natural World (Creative Nonfiction) by Elizabeth Dickinson The...


Fragments
"under pressure" by Matthew Yates Fragments by Tim Duffy He knew the first day would be the hardest to get through. After years of...


Self-portrait of the writer
Self-portrait of the writer by Charley Barnes Naked, I stand in front of my floor to ceiling mirror. There is a chair wedged beneath the...


Plaid Kitten
Plaid Kitten by Kristin Garth A kitten written wanton, bad but smiles so meek in skirts of plaid. Charcoal, crimson intersects a...


The Pale Man’s Eyes Never Leave the Horizon
​​​​​​ "Bent Teeth" photo by Stephen Briseño The Pale Man’s Eyes Never Leave the Horizon by Jack B. Bedell —Lake Champlain When a wave...


The Routine
The Routine. by Marie McKay My feet on the cold tiles are making me shiver. I am washing with my eyes closed; my body feeling like a...


Palmistry
Palmistry Kali Rose Schmidt The graveyard was the ideal room for walking to think, or thinking to walk. The moon hung full in the...
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