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..:: CONTENTS ::..
   Volume I, Issue II

..:: POETRY ::..

..:: PROSE ::..
..:: ART ::..
..:: REVIEWS ::..
..:: ETC ::..
   Contributor's Notes

..:: ARCHIVES ::..
   Volume I, Issue I
   Volume I, Issue II
   Volume II, Issue I
   Volume II, Issue II
   Volume III, Issue I
   Volume III, Issue II
   Volume IV, Issue I

Moon Shine (V/T)arnish
Jeremy James Thompson


Belles ball 1922. All the men (stop) angry with punched
out tophats & semi suckers. She never seems or seems
to mind her man errs. To much punch for the gents
wouldn'''''''''t make nice. Finding a gown he ripped it
off like a spine with reptile business. That went well.
The crowd crowded around to hear every detail. Every
detail is just so much sand in your shoes at the ball.
At the ball. O the ball. Balloon and silk pajamas dear.
A waste is what did the dance with one finger tied lightly.
And wouldn'''''''t sli nenauni s0oi lek 88888 alsk %%
. mistake. Ennui ennui sledge to hammer tophats.



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