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Karen Kilcup

Becoming Desire Grandmother’s garden always lured: blue-black tulips, glistening bruises, unsubtle blurting poppies. Prone as her peonies after rain, I lay waiting to feel their exhalations on my cheek. I...

Donna Vorreyer

Red Hot Sky The air burned sharpest on clear sunny days, a bright heat in the nostrils as the Ferrara Pan Candy factory molded Red...

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