Tag: New Limestone Review
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Demolition
Two poems by Dianne Silvestri One schemes up the raptor, / annoys its neck to straighten / and reach for the aging gymnasium
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Pianoforte
Nonfiction by Angela Palm You are the music while the music lasts. –T.S. Eliot My friend R. asked me once what drives my creative work. “Sorrow. Desire,” I said. “Those are very different things.” I disagreed. Everything I wanted made me sad.
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Self Portrait With a Filter
Two poems by Brionne Janae you are a walking sculpture in water color / best not figure out how many salty tears / it would take for your transformation into damp earth
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Wax Palm and Bougainvillea
Fiction by Casey Bell Juan Carlos replanted my hydrangeas and lilies into large clay pots on rolling casters so I could rearrange them on my own, so I could be sure they had the perfect balance of light and shade through summer and spring.
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The Sun Is a Jaguar
Two poems by Tiffany Higgins Omolú who wears a veil / Of husks, tied so you can’t / Peer inside. But the god / Perceives you, dusty shape, / As he moves inside his hay
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Shit Pond
Fiction by Casey DW Jones It all started shortly after we killed that possum. Coop and I were down at the Sandpits, an old gravel quarry filled with water, a half mile south of our trailer.
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Nelson, “(Can’t Live Without Your) Love and Affection”
Nonfiction by Joni Tevis It doesn’t feel like heavy metal, in part because it’s so sunny. “What we grew up listening to wasn’t blues,” said Gunnar. “It’s pretty easy to make a rock song sound tough when your DNA is the blues. But when your DNA is folk, it’s harder.”
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Tactility
Two poems by Janice Harrington On my middle finger, my first pencil pressed a callus, / a writer’s bump: a word and so the rub.