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Caffeine Reveries
by Shelley Savor


Pandemic Stroll

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Taking Notes
by Jeff Jackson


“ Waiting Woman “, Rua Augusta, 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

Head 2021 Ink on paper

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The Photograph
coordinated by Kamelia Pezeshki

Untitled by Kamyar Sheissi

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by Fiona Smyth

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Poem a Week
by Gary Michael Dault


in plastic trees
next to
the food court's
they sit there
in chromatic ease
trying not to cough
or sneeze
longing for
the kind of trees
that nothing plastic
can appease
the toucans dream
of turquoise seas
where they can live
the way they please
catching fish
and drinking teas
draining their days
down to the lees
praying on their knees
for better
realer days
than these


by Madeleine Slavick 思樂維


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DOUBLE DOUBLE issue 1224-2021

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CONTENTS: Book of Days, a poem by Holly Lee / Forty Eight Recent Photographs, Lee Ka-sing


Travelling Palm Snapshots
by Tamara Chatterjee


Uzbekistan (November, 2019) – Wandering into the haze of hand painted blue tiles at Kuhna Ark, added to our enchanted state. We waited around hoping the small auditorium would empty for a brief moment of solo marvel and bewilderment. The flash of my euphoria was distracted by a group of pilgrims seemingly more curious in my presence; than the surrounding mosaics, an interesting interlude resulting in a series of portraits.

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


From the Notebooks, 2010-2021.
Number 117: Madonna Flower (June 28, 2021)


by Cem Turgay


Leaving Taichung Station
by Bob Black


when the winter softens

I hunger you
when the winter softens, and sound and trickling light swifts beneath the crackling trees growing restless in their defrosting, their thawed hearts reaching seaward and netting our hopes and oneiric chatting. My ruggedized heart brushed clean, awaiting the tone of your toes scribbling in the sand. Wavering and light scrolled and

The trees, stretch wide beneath the licking sky, dropped light between the snow
dropped white between the falling bronchial arteries
Life vaping upon white, snow scribbled air

breaking open past the dunes, a traveler, you away westward and green and I am coming,
in my dream

The algebra from me to you

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