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FIRST MEMORYby Timothy Liu
My mother in a stupor, stumbling down the hallway in panties soaked in blood—
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ANONYMOUS by Timothy Liu
A streak of moth dust left on the wall where a hand had been—
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MAKE ME JUMP INTO THE AIR by Cat Richardson
After David Bowie’s “Moonage Daydream” Listen you’re a moonage marvel, a Bowie from the Bayou with a snake in your pant cuff. You carry an electric swamp around you like a cloak of wet stars.
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