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SUPERNOVA by Victoria McArtor
A star unhooks because when light and lonely both want you, one might not get his way. From the urge to trap the body into routine, I’ve named each of the white birds déjà vu. Stop flinching already.
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ROBIN’S EGG by Keith Leonard
This blue-green robin’s egg cracked, now, and left in the porch nest—impossibly light in my palm. Somehow the chick knew to press its beak against the egg’s surrounding walls. In darkness, it must have followed sound—the thunder clap, its mother’s song, the dog—each driving its first and final fissure of the shell. But how did…
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HARPER STEWART by Clemonce Heard
Whoever said black eyes don’t show up on black guys, need a knuckle mountain to the mouth. Everything with the exception of a beatdown stays in Vegas. Who in our crew of bachelors & back stabbers should’ve been held over the banister of our Bellagio suite? A groomsman doesn’t have to sleep with the bride…
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