I am not God, not even close: Friends show up stoned to Shawn’s funeral following his overdose in Jack Austin’s “The Radiance of Sharing.” A man’s history of sugar and digging means he can no longer look up to the sky in Benjamin Busch’s poem, “Spine.” Your brother fishes just to watch his catch struggle above water in Jean-Luc Bouchard’s “How to Make a Fish Dance.”
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I am not God, not even close: Friends show up stoned to Shawn’s funeral following his overdose in Jack Austin’s “The Radiance of Sharing.” A man’s history of sugar and digging means he can no longer look up to the sky in Benjamin Busch’s poem, “Spine.” Your brother fishes just to watch his catch struggle above water in Jean-Luc Bouchard’s “How to Make a Fish Dance.”
This is a digital product. After you place your order, you’ll receive a link to download a PDF of the issue.
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