Jessica Cogar

Featured Artist

ORIGIN STORY WITH CAR CRASH A squeal of brakes. / Or is it a birth cry?  =========—Sylvia Plath   I was the only one in the car. All at once I was not in the car, I was driving my mother’s car down the onramp I could drive with my eyes closed—could you tell me

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Adam Day

Featured Artist,

Sakya   Refuge for slum folk whose grandparents still believe in magic prepare to become atomic scientists on the streets. A man ducks in and out of traffic shouts and throws imaginary grenades that actually exploded in War or boy gangsters wield homemade pistols. He saw a face in the fog but it was only

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Adam Day

Featured Artist,

Viridian Akasa   Day is late and has no horse. Icicles on concertina wire. Strange being people. I cannot see my object self. Miss grandmother and her son. She says, Get the hell over it. Easy to find not me. It’s okay. It was never my life. Wipe and re-wipe aged shrunken grandmother. Tangle of

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