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..:: CONTENTS
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Volume XI, Issue I
..:: POETRY ::..
..:: PROSE ::..
..:: ETC
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Contributor's Notes
..:: ARCHIVES ::..
Volume I, Issue I
Volume I, Issue II
Volume II, Issue I
Volume II, Issue II
Volume III, Issue I
Volume III, Issue II
Volume IV, Issue I
Volume IV, Issue II
Volume V, Issue I
Volume V, Issue II
Volume VI, Issue I
Volume VI, Issue II
Volume VII, Issue I
Volume VII, Issue II
Volume VIII, Issue I
Volume VIII, Issue II
Volume IX, Issue I
Volume IX, Issue II
Volume X, Issue I
Volume X, Issue II
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Let Me Be Your Twin IV
Kyle Hemmings
Because I've locked air tight alibis inside this jar. Look what I've keptover the miniature house,
over the little porcelain children who once resembled us —a transparent sky— saved and sealed,
composed of the last breath we ever took together at the edge of sailboats.
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Advance //
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