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Cotton Morning

Dawn Alicia Pink

Crisp astringent hotel sheets crackle
Peak like whipped cream over
Stone baked bread
Tracing a black tapestry around
Red brick circles

A fish hook catches the strap
Yanks back and down
Into the bath water

Sunshine forced past the lips
Drawn in across the tongue
Stinging like lemon oil

Dawn Alicia Pink studied acting at the University of Utah. She beta-reads for all her friends and is often seen as a panelist at Salt Lake Comic Con. Most recently, Two Cities Review published her poem “Her Full Heart” on their Featured Works blog in March 2017. She resides in Portland, OR.

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ISSUE Sixteen: Realmy Styles

Jessie Janeshek
   Watching Horror/Watching Harlow

Laura Filion
   Growing Out

Timothy Berrigan
   By Letting Rooms

Stepy Kamei
   A Wolf Stalks Amongst Her Sunflowers

Alejandro Escudé
   The Republic of WannaCry

F. Daniel Rzicznek
   from Leafmold

Josh Silver

Kimberly Prijatel
   assembly of god

Dawn Pink
   Cotton Morning

Amanda Tumminaro
   Evening Routine

Natalie Crick
   Ocean Voice