A Plate of Pandemic

Published Semi-annually on the Solstices 

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Creativity in Times of Crisis

Servitude

   –after Weldon Kees   Crumpled between dumpster and fire door, whites of her eyes stippled red, scream stiff in a tin-gray face. No surprises anymore I overhear   the forensic guy sigh. All the usual, plus we got the month’s food stamps ripped and stuffed in her panties. May the men who kill, starve. […]

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