H. Edgar Hix To Know To truly know snow is to forget all else, even snow. H. Edgar Hix is a big fan of snow unless you hand him a shovel or skis.
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Dale Wisely
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H. Edgar Hix “Snow Has Its Own Little Ways”
H. Edgar Hix Snow Has Its Own Little Ways Snow has its own little ways: melting when you don’t expect it, flying from the breeze to your glasses, keeping the dead mouse hidden until spring, showing up on schedule or not, calling you from her new boyfriend’s to ask you to get her the sparkly […]
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Krishna Lewis “Release”
Krishna Lewis Release It was not dust escaping to speak to us in ethereal shape, nor was it fine sand trilling between our fingers to join her parents long ago buoyed forth on the river, nor was it even the sludge of burnt and now-rancid ghee, as a cousin said it would be, but rather […]
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Dylan Przygocki “Alma Mater”
Dylan Przygocki Alma Mater Your eyes were the only test I ever really passed. My name is Dylan Przygocki and I would like to know your ways.
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Kevin Heslop “Fiction”
Kevin Heslop Fiction When David Foster Wallace said that fiction is about what it is to be a fucking human being, he probably didn’t intend to insinuate coitus is the principal occupation of the imagination, but may have: narrative, after all, loves the twilit entanglement as much as anyone, and the way the votive gyroscope […]
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Pamela Joyce Shapiro “Unseasonable”
Pamela Joyce Shapiro Unseasonable This is for the young widower who loved his lawn more than life, who once stood waist high in a sea of snow and shoveled all of Pickwick Drive, as though it were the world, as though the blizzard bore his private whiteout grief, and we were all enemies because we […]
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Jon Densford “A Wedding”
Jon Densford A Wedding He was so devoted to loneliness that he pledged himself to her in marriage, but that cold ceremony was without witness, except for three white candles and one grey, desiccated moth. Jon Densford lives in Memphis, where he will attain age 69 in two shakes of a sheep’s tail.
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Scott Hughes “Signal”
Scott Hughes Signal When my father called and asked how I was doing, the words I wanted to say escaped me in an exhale, traveled through the phone to the nearest cell tower to the outer atmosphere and off to who knows where, and all I could tell him was “I’m good, Dad. I’m good.” […]
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