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Three Climbs

By Sam Grieve Honeymouth The first climb he suggests starts on the Pipe Track. She meets him near the lower cable station. This is before the cable car is redone, before the city reintroduces itself to the world. The old cable car is a rectangular, white box. A thousand feet…

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In My View

by Jonel Abellanosa Time now passes as palomino in summer, In the rainy season roan, always entire, Never jade, balky not just at midlife, Eye-catching musculature between Crupper and hock, withers and pastern, Strength difficult to hamshackle. Decades ago, the tartanilla lumbered, Papa beside me, paying the old man To…

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On the Balcony

by Jonel Abellanosa Beethoven knew my life Would take this turn and slow, Seeing me leaning for hours Watching window panes turn White from yellow, then gray, Listening again and again To how he emptied the music Of its vast and endless longings. He waited for night’s sacramental Wafer to…

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