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Initially Thrilled to the Idea of Memories

KJ Hannah Greenberg


We initially thrilled to the idea of memories, all snowflake-shaped,

Best explained visa via underpaid heroines, corn flakes, cow patties.


Owned anxieties attached to hurting children, though, made for thin soup,

Created portions of limited serenity, concealed life's verities, urged stumbling upon.


In the bedrooms of critical thinkers, the lowest sort of games received our revisions,

Long bits get broadcast got published. We preempted guesses, threw stones at crows.


No harm came from our country club manners, fish eyes, pickled calf feet, puppy ears,

Overpriced patisseries, trepanning avuncular persons, belching loudly in public, cursing.


Believing war's sheathed swords could cancels duels, disappear acne, we banished

Truth-bearing insights contingent on the province of hedgehogs and small, white ducks.

KJ Hannah Greenberg's newest books include: The Little Temple of My Sleeping Bag (Dancing Girl Press, 2014), The Immediacy of Emotional Kerfuffles (Bards and Sages Publishing, 2013), and Citrus-Inspired Ceramics (Aldrich Press, 2013). Among her forthcoming collections are: Cryptids (Bards & Sages Publishing, 2014), Jerusalem Sunrise (Imago Press, 2014), Simple Gratitudes (Propertius Press, 2014), Word Citizen (Tailwinds Press, 2015), and Mothers Ought to Utter Only Niceties (Unbound CONTENT, 2015).

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ISSUE FOUR: Sell A Mystery

Jesse Nissim
   Entrance and Difference
   There was a bit of dust
      named Alana

Madeline Vardell
   swept up in silver & yellow

   An Imaginarian

Peter J. Greico
   [1401 - 1500]
   [11601 - 11700]
   [16901 - 17000]

KJ Hannah Greenberg
   Initially Thrilled to the Idea
       of Memories

Douglas Luman
   from Star/Formation

Vincent Toro
   MicroGod Schism Song

Rage Hezekiah

Natalya Sukhonos

Laurel Radzieski
   X and Y Axes of Charts
       Made About T's Lover
       (The Incident)

Jonathan Travelstead

Emily Strauss
   White Night Terror

Les Kay
   In the Basement of the Penal
       Colony, Version 2.3,
       Rimbaud Remembers