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Caffeine Reveries
by Shelley Savor


All Is Bright

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Taking Notes
by Jeff Jackson


“ Cruise Ship “, Along the Tagus River, Lisbon, 2020.



ebook titles available
Istanbul Postcards (Holly Lee)
The Air is like a Butterfly (Holly Lee)
The Diary of Wonders (Tomio Nitto)
Twenty Twenty (Kai Chan)
CODA (Lee Ka-sing)

by Kai Chan

Collage #5, 2021

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The Photograph
coordinated by Kamelia Pezeshki

Jack-go-to-bed-at-noon by Pieter Haagen
Film: Polaroid Spectra
"Plants and flowers are my inspiration, connected as they are with myths,
legends and folklore."

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by Fiona Smyth

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Poem a Week
by Gary Michael Dault


Under the Ice
(for the Death of Erik
Satie, July 1, 1925)
his head
is under
the ice
its blue future
mocks the outsider
we fight
against the pinpoint
of the perpetually
and always


by Madeleine Slavick 思樂維

Pool table
in a brothel

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DOUBLE DOUBLE issue 1217-2021

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CONTENTS: Image, words, and the indefatigable imagination of Time Machine, written by Holly Lee on Lee Ka-sing and Gary Michael Dault’s new book


Travelling Palm Snapshots
by Tamara Chatterjee


Morocco (September, 2014) – Walking the maze of the medina was a wave of excitement. The elated fantasy persisted throughout our visit; as we discovered covert passageways with glorious carved doors, obscure courtyards and artisanal markets. Agility was key in navigating the narrow corridors jammed with tangled electrical lines and brisk traffic.

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From the Notebooks (2010-2021)
by Gary Michael Dault


From the Notebooks, 2010-2021.
Number 116: Mr. Dault Poured (January 10, 2012)


by Cem Turgay



Leaving Taichung Station
by Bob Black



Fire in the fields, breathe in the waking night
The palimpsest of flora and Colors,
And they,
And they
Slippery in their passing mirrors of loss in the rooms and alleys, cats barking at one another
He bites her bruised lips mistaken for tenderness
She spat at him wet unspooling words and darned
Mistaken belief for ecumenical bargaining
The panhandling of love
and rubbed her face upon his ribs
her palm-tree fingers tracing gold in circles
When she licked his panicked ears
with a tongue rise from the sea:
Lemongrass, star anise, dill, temple incense
And weed.
Herkisses ripen like sea abloom in an algae night
Neither longed for poetry, but they carved it into each other, Nazca lines, the panoramic view above their bodies
an early-winter Saturday and an elongating amid the snow.
The desert of love, coincidental?

And the earth enfolded into the sea.

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