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Composition 8-20

Peter L. Scacco is the author of seven books of poetry with woodcuts and a translation of Théophile Gautier’s The Salon of 1850-51. Born in Ohio, Mr. Scacco has lived and worked in France, Japan, Belgium, and throughout the USA. Since 1995, he has resided in

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Anonymous Was a Woman

Influenced by David Bowie, Virginia Woolf, and Sally Wainwright, Elinora Lord is a lesbian writer of stage, screen, fiction, poetry, and radio from the UK. Her novel, “Everland” has been selected for the Penguin and Random House WriteNow 2021 Editorial Programme, and her short films have

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the longer and the lesser

“the longer and the lesser,” cellophane tape and other adhesive tapes, charcoal and found images on Dura Lar, 12″x9″ Cory Peeke has exhibited his work widely throughout the U.S. and his collages have been published in Space on Space Magazine, Whitefish Review and Agave Magazine

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Consider the Door

Over lunch in June 1994, my first month as a judge, my colleague Gordon spread Dijon mustard across the landscape of his sandwich, making sure that not the smallest dollop fell from the crust. The governor had appointed him to the bench a month before

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WASP

White Anglo-Saxon Protestants, to which I regretfully belong, all said the same thing to me last Sunday. The three of us had been sitting in a back pew (a compromise between my evasive, ungodly influence and their exhaustion over fighting me about the non-biblical specifics

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Unsettling

“I just wish I could get settled,” my mother would say. And then she’d move. That year, we knew immediately: we would not be settled. That year—September 1966 to June 1967, nine months of gestation for leave-takings—remains in my memory as absolutely distinct, sharply delineated,

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Evidence of Existence

My first year of college in Los Angeles, I got into the habit of dying my hair—purple, turquoise, flamingo pink, cherry pink—before I could realize that it was my subconscious way of coping with the cultural and physical adjustments. Shui tu bu fu, the Chinese