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Rhythm & Bones
Rhythm & Bones


little hurts
"emerald swallowtail" photo by Ross (Dragon) little hurts by Savannah Slone littered glass shards of humanity mimicking a wishbone tug...


BONE DEEP
BONE DEEP by Scarlett R. Algee For the first time in weeks, I’m alone in the house. Gran’s out talking over the garden wall with one of...


A Tale from the Puppet Theatre of Death
A Tale from the Puppet Theatre of Death by David Rae The audience cheer as the curtain falls. Guido and Marco step out from behind the...


call her name No Mercy
call her name No Mercy by alyssa hanna i wrote my name at the top of a desert but when i blinked the wind had turned the letters to a sad...


The Word Witch
The Word Witch by Bayveen O'Connell I was walking up Grafton St. alone after drinks with friends in the Stag’s Head. As I’d left, the...


Dandelion Seeds
Dandelion Seeds by Kristin Ryan Everything was sharp. Colors and sounds, jutting of bone through the tug of chaos in her chest....


Six places I am disintegrated
Six places I am disintegrated by Tara Isabel Zambrano 1. When I come home from work early. The door to my husband’s office is ajar....


Because someone else dances
Because someone else dances by Anita Goveas A scorpion is an opportunist, my grandmother said, as she scrubbed clothes in the bath or...


to make the water sick
to make the water sick by alyssa hanna the rainbow puddle of an oil stain you are some haunting some specter a desert desolate i taste...


THE LOVERS
THE LOVERS by Catherine Garbinsky Out in the orchard, wasps are burrowing into ripe berries, relishing soft sweetness on the vine. Today...
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