Gerard Coletta

  THE ASTRONAUTS   The doctors at last made us love sleep. Awake, I can only stagger, polioed, a foal. My console glitters with...
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Peycho Kanev

Darkness everywhere / and only one firefly / cupped by the hands / of a child

Amber Krieger

She wakes. Her husband is moving her hand to where his penis lies curled like a mouse against his thighs. ... He will want to be inside her, where she hasn't wanted anything since Abby came out. Where everything still feels like a dried up old orange.

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