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An ambulance driving through a city at dusk.

The Sacrifice

By Kristal Peace (This poem contains domestic abuse.) My mother holdsMy hand as we navigateThe city’s streets during rush hour,The song of sirens escorting us home.She holds the grocery bagThat yanks her toward dinner. She holdsThe sharp words my fatherFlings at her when she thinksThe day is going well. She…

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A Little More Broken

by Linda Scotto I watched Bill Leede shape his mouth like a fish and blow smoke circles into the air.  I put my finger through one and pretended to spin it around.  We were on a 10 minute break from the glass blowing factory, standing outside where we could catch…

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