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Place: Steven John

The Dead Dog Tree We halt our walk for you to look at The Dead Dog Tree. Hanging by sodden, redundant leads, rain- filled wallets of clear plastic with smudged photos of deceased canines. We were going to scatter our…
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Triptych Feature Finale: Meg Pokrass

How the Boss Died 1. In the mirror, your face stares back at you, under-slept and hungry. Far as you know, the boss died happily paragliding between your fine, fine breasts, and when the paramedics got there, he was absolutely…
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Triptych: Michelle Ross

Dwellings 1. Godzilla is the pet name he gives her not long after they start sleeping together. She’s restless, especially at night. And she doesn’t yet know her way around his apartment in the dark. Topples the footstool, the laundry…
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Triptych: Elisabeth Ingram Wallace

ALZHEIMER’S AND WANKING OAK “I can’t stand Literary Fiction, it’s all Alzheimer’s and wanking.” She’s draining her second bottle, Red, the White long gone; and I realise, I want to put this woman inside a tree and set fire to…
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Triptych: Leonora Desar

Three Ways of Saying the Same Thing It happened to me a couple of years ago— One day my boss was talking to me and I just disappeared. Like that. It was amazing. Then I came back. This wasn’t so…
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