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This is issue number Twelve, Summer 2004.

Since phantom heat shimmers The haloes of fires and highways,
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Around three AM, trees ruffle the dark of their leaves like a sleeper rearranging a blanket.
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Wasn’t I more truthful when all I could do was groan?
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Why I Believe in Ghosts
- Matt Schumacher

The Cowardly Lion: An Apostrophe to Herself
- Tracy Mendham

Breeze
- Kyle Torke

Winter Light
- Sheila Black

November, 2000
- Philip Dacey

Comfort
- Phoebe Wayne

6:40 AM, Just Before the War
- Christine Potter

Confinement
- Rebecca Clark

Fly Away Home
- Erica Olsen

Pearl
- Sheila Black

who is this empty
- Fern Capella

Two Poems
- Paul Watsky

EAT
- Elizabeth Kerlikowske

Reading under the influence
- Josh Sundberg

Brief History
- Josh Sundberg

Instructions for Awakening, July
- Christine Potter

How They Fall In Love, And Then, The Two Would Live In A Moderate Climate
- Daniel Gallik

The Breaking Point
- Amber Leffler

Cannibal Freed
- Kyle Torke

The Tin Man
- Tracy Mendham

AS OURSELVES SURE OF WHAT COMES NEXT
- William E. Dudley

The Dark Garden
- Traci Burns
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The Last Expedition.
The lost journals of Edward Von Lemkes
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Peter Green's torso reposed In the closet.
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The mold has already tufted the strawberries left in their open carton on the table
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Those were the days of milk, outside the icy trees and the blades of grass like little knives.
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