ISSUE #12

Noise Rochelle Potkar Plums at Night Natalie Crick I like to think I’d yet manage…

Numberless by Tiana Lavrova

Cacti of frost: collars of lymph nodes stretched out as snowballs tinsel the soft tissue of blizzards; irises of snowbanks shade the eye wear of seaweed pines hoarding Diogenesian automobiles, the pines…

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