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At the Coastal Commission Hearing On The Desalinization Plant

by Kimberly Nunes The question was water, how to bring more to our lives.It may all come down to the Western Snowy Plover.City seats and valley farms, ecologists, and native tribes—the thing is water, how to bring it to our lives.Ohlone Esselen Monterey coast, here, where this bird thrives,the size…

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Stock Characters

by Sarah Marquez Dear, you are a fuzzy image on surveillance cameras, in a black skullcap, a hollow-mask. We stand close in clogged checkout aisles, suck hot air. You pay cash, rub a flat silver clip, coins jingle & jangle in your pocket. I want to be them, tucked away….

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Jeffrey and Arthur

by Derek Reimers It was dark and pouring. Jeffrey increased the speed of the wiper blades to keep up with the rain, but they continued to lose ground. In the passenger seat Jeffrey’s father, Arthur, his sweater dimly lit by the by the LED lights of the center console, sat…

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Who’s Matti?

by Michele Cunningham Christmas was the biggest holiday of the year for the Pride family. Normally, they gathered at their grandparents house for the big event. But this year they were breaking tradition. Monicha was hosting this year’s annual party. A tradition that had been in their family more than…

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Extinction

by Olivia Delgado In the metallic We washed ourWeeks’ worth of ache, As The boy played the coin machine like it was a savior.

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Beautiful Eulogies

by Joshua Jennings “Armed educators love our students and will protect them” – President Trump, Feb. 2018 Another little boy’s body lies broken,a cordless instrument,never to be strung again.Instead, the screams of his classmates will haunt the hallways- ballads of missed opportunity. Shells clatter against the floor,a chorus of solitude…

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Delicate Things

by Aviendha Francisco “You cannot have something for nothing.” It grinned at me, a smile devoid of emotion and full of teeth. It scratched its mangy fur and stared at me with eyes white as milk, wide as saucers. The green velvet divan underneath its cracked hooves provided an interesting…

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The Dead

by George Freek A sultry breeze weakens,as the dying sun fallslike a ball of lead.A raven searches for carrion,hovering above my head.I walk the lake shore alone.I walk like a man made of stone.If she were alive my wifewould walk by my side.My thoughts are disconnected.Like dead leavesthey scatter in…

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I Love to Listen to Your Resonant Chimes

by Gonzalinho da Costa I love to listen to your resonant chimes, Echoing, full, round,Collecting clear musical pools, Bright waterfalls of sound. I love to hear your brilliant bells Singing, mountain stream,Flowing concourse of luminous notesArranged to a liquid theme. I love to hear your hammers strike, Ripples across a…

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Keeping the Magic Alive

by Tobie Shapiro The man had been tearing through the closet in ten-minute sessions of escalating deranged frenzy. The woman observed with decreasing detachment. “Honey. Stop.” His argument: “If I quit now,” he looked up with obsession in his eyes, “all this was an embarrassing waste of time. If you…

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Nightfall

by George Freek The sparrow builds her nest,but the wren sleeps in it.The world’s a nasty place,even for the human race.Stars fade on a bleak night,Stars fade on a bleak night,and December windsnose through the streetslike hungry swine,searching for scraps to eat.The moon climbs the sky,like a curtain on a…

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