" My skull fills with water ideas bestowed / therein. I'm warm now, fading always / before the swell. / Always spread / in sun. Salt taking my shape / making of me a shore.
Josh Fomon — "Sublimating Expression"
" My life with her was the optical negative of reality. Her dark hair grew pale with time. I set the chair outside on the front walk to collect her, along with dust samples from everyone in the city."
Thom Hawkins — "Future Perfect"
"He drank warm beer. I looked around the broken end of Hollywood. I found a rundown hotel on Ivar. It was home. Stan, Morris, skittish girlfriend all gone. I cleansed my soul with a fifth of Bacardi."
Gent Culpepper — "Rosa"
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