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The Truth About Pelicans

THE TRUTH ABOUT PELICANS Kurt Cole Eidsvig Key West Nina wanted a sandwich but Marty wouldn’t stop talking about the sunset. They were riding bikes toward White Street Pier on the last day of their vacation. Nina’s hair salon in

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The Harbor

THE HARBOR Kim Alan Pederson Key West  Have you been down to the harbor lately? I know you haven’t. I can tell by looking at you that you haven’t. Why not? What’s keeping you from it? What better things might

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Voyage of the Band, Part 1

JD Adler Key West 1. OPANU Doug spent hours staring at it, the so called “hull” of the ship. There was just no convincing him it was sturdy enough to protect them from the void. The energy field stretched between

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My Favorite Position is Juxtaposition

My Favorite Position is Juxtaposition Flower Conroy Key West Poet Laureate   In last month’s issue of Decimos, I scratched the surface of ‘what transpires between the title of a poem and its first line’.  Although I focused on the

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La Bataille Des Bandes

La Bataille Des Bandes © 2015 by Hal Howland. Key West From The Sculpture Gardener: Short Fiction   Marcel Anjou was justifiably proud of the fact that his native France had failed, or, perhaps more accurately, had not bothered to

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An Irma Prayer

AN IRMA PRAYER Tom Lawrence Big Pine   Here we stand forlorn amongst the rubble, Want to be strong, but feel fragile as a bubble, Where to turn?  What to save? What to rebuild in this Irma grave? Can’t drink

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Old Town Clown

OLD TOWN CLOWN by Tod Perry   So pleased to look the scruffy clown his clothes were blots on polka dots on top of rings on top of spots paint in drips collar to cuff half a Pollack half a

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Hand Over Hand

Hand Over Hand by Kalo Jason-next-door cursed Show off   as my Dad smiling wide bravissimo turned a gleaming 1955 Buick Century into our driveway

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The Shepherd

The Shepherd by JD Adler   In the middle of the night The slow scratch of my Long slender claws At the entrance To your home Sets the soul a shiver sets the body to quake Forgotten when you awake

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The Fine Art of Professional Suicide

The Fine Art of Professional Suicide by Hal Howland The toothless, trembling old man approached the circulation desk and struggled to speak. Normally he would have been dismissed as one of a hundred lazy vagrants who spent their days in

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