Elisabeth Blair
Elisabeth currently lives in Chicago where she sings, doodles and learns how to play the cello and keep her plants alive. She’s had bits and bobs published in places such as Acumen, Lilliput Review, Shampoo and zafusy.
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The One About the Dead Man in Laurel Canyon
By Lauren Barbato
I’d been thinking about leaving. I’d been thinking how there’s something about out here. Before long it’s a new January and you’re hungover with a heartache for a man you won’t see for several years until he pops up on that very popular, critically-acclaimed sitcom with that actress you learned to like, then hate, then feign indifference abou
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The leak in your breathing/ tube makes a cartoon squeak./ It takes two nurses, silent/ as nuns, to place you/ in my arms...
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Two Poems by John Randall
If I have already/ gone insane/ but I want to get/ crazier yet,/ what’s my move?/ Go outsane?
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