By Douglas J. Lanzo Dedicated to Vasiliy Lomachenko Commanding respect in the ringthroughout his entire career,with punishing precision,instilling opponents with fear; Two Olympic golds to his name,five world titles in three belts,a nearly unblemished recordthat 400 amateurs felt; Dubbed “The…

By: Christina Chin unbuttoning a red jacketladybird piercing dronesa twilight cicada keeps company buzzing around the fish stallsummer flies dodging the fan’s breezea fly swatter a falling preyrolls into the antlion’s trap crumbs laden convoyant trail night gardena spider accelerates…

By Paul Dickey “it is these wall you understanddear they paper thin and I’malways afraid we are fallingthrough the floors buy I amthe first to admit that Georgeon occasion comes home a bittoo drunk but who could bea better father…

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By: Cithara Patra Lia winced at the tiny drop of blood bubbling at the tip of her finger. In her other hand, she glared down at the needle. She was never this bad at sewing, but losing her thimble and…