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Colleen Harris Photo: Eddie 07 They are so poor, he says, they sit on rough patches of dirt stacking rocks to pass the time while goats scavenge the garbage. He says he watched a boy shoot a man for taking a rock from the boy’s side of the mountain. It was just a rock, he […]

Kenneth Pobo Photo: j-pocztarski In 745 Li Po peppers a poem about loneliness with a mountain and, inevitably, a moon. Today in Middletown, I’m lonely. A mall a half mile away, that’s a mountain too. Some regrets are mountains. Some can never be climbed.

Jill Kelly Koren Photo: allygirl520 I killed a man, though I did not see it happen; I knew I had done it because a) I was trying to destroy the evidence: little scraps of yellow paper with damning information and b) the desperation I felt was immense; I knew it was wrong to obstruct Justice, […]