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Children At The Wake, John Grey

Bryant Literary Review

I admit that, more than once,

I've pointed to the sky

Dedication, Charles Harper Webb

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Where did Blake Bumgardner find the washtub-sized
cojones to confess over the phone, then listen

Confidence, Laura Buermann

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I am a polysyllabic phenomenon,
a thesauric wunderkind

Traveling Alone, She Fell In The Sistine Chapel--, M. J. Iuppa

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collapsed in a whirl, as if a gust of wind
struck her weak ankle and set her spinning--

Tierra Blanca, Andrea Lewis

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I had what I wanted. I was alone with Charles.

Pages From The Textbook Of Alternate History: Plato, King Of Syracuse, Phong Nguyen

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When Dionysus II first offered to Plato the city of Syracuse, jewel of Sicily, for the philosopher to rule as his own, there was a moment of hesitation

Bee Lust In Manhattan, John F. Buckley, Martin Ott

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Thousands of bees swarmed outside a Manhattan
deli, trapping dozens of patrons, the meat scent

I Killed A Bug Last Night, Carol Hamilton

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He was walking along the edge
of the tasseled rug, no hurry,

Without Breath, Michelle Soucy

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I'm eight years old and my parents make me sleep in my sick younger brother's bed with him in case he stops breathing again

On The First Morning, Patsy Anne Bickerstaff

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of spring
when I see a red shiny
balloon valentine shaped
descend

Doing The Math, Martin Cloutier

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James was experiencing a breach -- a psychic breach. Like his real self was coming into contact with a parallel universe self.

Peace, Jack Granath

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I remember it as
a rock song, though

On John Coltrane's "My Favorite Things", Nathaniel Lee Hansen

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With steady three-beat brushes and cymbal
of Elvin Jones, stand-up pulse of Steve Davis,

A Bullfight, C. W. Owens

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Warily, the bull's hooves pound the sand--
black hide, muscle, churning with intelligence--

The Aloha State, Adam Berlin

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It wasn't our honeymoon but it was Hawaii. It had been all sky and water for thousands of miles, blue above, blue below.

43rd And Main, Linsey Morse

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They see a burnt-out bitch on a sidewalk,
selling sex, her soul, to the devil for a smoke.

He's A Thief, Eliza Demarseilles

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He stole a piece of my heart, attached it to a voodoo doll

Secret Lives, Mary Elizabeth Parker

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A lacy blouse, two breasts beneath

Light, Extra Sugar, No Patsy, Nancy Lee Craven

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"1992: A slice of life when dollars to donuts sometimes bought more than an even dozen"

Sonny, R. Steve Benson

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Seized by the day
he fell under a harrow

Chain-Smoking Mavericks At The Crestview Center For Health And Rehabilitation, Brent Taylor

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It's strange how there are some things
about yourself you'll never know

To Be So Dead He Sure Is Big, Phillip Gardner

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Donnie Swank said, "He sure was big."

We And The Joneses, Robert Laughlin

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Firmament will hit our heads--the
Ecos have the final word.

I Have Already Thrown This Poem Away, Buff Whitman-Bradley

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I have already thrown this poem away
It's crumpled up in a ball

A Dissertation On Rhymation, Evan Wallace

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The preparation for navigation through creation of sensation

Art Of The Bardo, Robert Haynes

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What can be known of the Bardo is simply
a reawakening to, say, a Monach,

Contributors

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The Place Of Literature, Paul Hostovsky

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Mr. Gordon was perhaps a little tipsy
at the awards ceremony, perhaps a little

At The Harbor, Martha Christina

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Some days,
light passing
its benevolent hands

Advanced Studies In The Graphic Novel, Thomas Barkman

Senior Honors Projects

Advanced Studies in the Graphic Novel entails a practical intimacy with the form. My work serves to elucidate only some of the many differences between the graphic novel and traditional literature, to complicate the use of written language in the form as it relates to images, to address confrontations with publishing, and to share intimately the process and mechanisms by which my effort functions.

The paper will reveal the guts of the effort (itself a graphic novel) and in doing so will highlight issues as they uniquely relate to the form, and hopefully encourage others to attempt such work. The …