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THE SAW by James Allen Hall
Galeria Hermandad, Toledo A hand made this, hammered flat a hot length of iron, cut one side jagged, a row of teeth. The criminal would be hoisted up, tied inverted, the saw at his scrotum. The act required two men
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THE KING OF LOWMANSVILLE by Christopher Prewitt
Peasant stars hanged from wires above their king, my brother, sleeping in his crib. Out of silver trim and a nail gun, the church made for him a crown of thorns
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SOMETHING HE DID by Jennifer Whitaker
On a day cold enough to remind him of home, my father, whisky-warm, dragged from the shed the kerosene heater, sending the mangy dogs to the fence line. The overfilled tank, the choke
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