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Honorable Mention: Paper Dolls

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It sounded like something dropped, a bag perhaps or wet towels. Not a person, twitching and twelve years old in a doorway. Her...

Honorable Mention: Worry

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Worry You can see it in the wrinkles on a man's forehead, or in the way his jaw clinches tight. You can see it...

Honorable Mention: blithering synonyms

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if i had to hold my breath for you to be honey i’d turn blue before i say goodbye to you

Honorable Mention: Spy

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Crabapples crushed. The sickly sweet smell and bees hanging around. Mowing the lawn, maybe the last time; frost has kissed us once or twice....

Honorable Mention: Jelly Jar

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Scrape at my soul jar and rattle that knife, It’s thinned out, see, and is streaked at the sides. You’ve had my preserves, my...

Honorable Mention: In the Suburbs

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perfect still trees on the summer street a rollerblader floats through in dotted half rhythms a guy that looks like Clark Kent walks five...

Honorable Mention: youth

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time was invented by man, so dismantle his pendulum; until clocks crack under the weight of your teeth, until minutes bounce backwards and backwards...

Honorable Mention: The Mechanics of Happily Ever After

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My father first saw me as an LSD vision while he was hiking in Wyoming. He was walking up mountains, trying to catch a...

Honorable Mention: Perfect Day

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How would you describe the perfect day…. Would it involve rain in the sky and sleeping all day… Could it be the sun, sand,...

Honorable Mention: Observatory

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Ninety percent hydrogen, and ten percent helium, makes up the effulgent blur spotted high overhead on a clear, cold night. In the observatory tower,...

Honorable Mention: Dusk in West Toledo

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Car exhaust drifts upward into the humid night air like lost balloons, from the hands of children. An over-weight woman unloads a pile...

Honorable Mention: What Isn’t There

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“Don’t play what’s there. Play what isn’t there.” --Miles Davis It sounds so easy when Miles says it Be cool risk everything shoot...

Honorable Mention: Scottwood

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Bodies shuffling in sundresses holding solo cups of warm beer pick up t-shirts from lawns and hold them up with one hand picturing them...

Honorable Mention: Lake Erie Two Thousand and Seven

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I plunged from the last rung of the rickety ladder that hung from the back of my father’s boat. I touched the bottom of...

Honorable Mention: Memory Maker

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Days past stand still like faded oil portraits: Dead paths. Bristle tracks. Trace the process with your fingers: Blur distinctions. Smear the...

Honorable Mention: The Philosophy Professor’s Sunflowers

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The Philosophy Professor’s Sunflowers for James Campbell So, yes, in answer to your question, I have noticed that death is everywhere pouring out...

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