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Sacramento Morning Shawn Pittard Yesterday’s rain pasted a collage of crimson to the sidewalk under a pistachio tree snapped dormant by the frost. A starling flock draws itself tight— like a seine around insects over downtown traffic: a feeding frenzy above the Soo Yuen Benevolent Society. From this fifth-floor window, I can see beyond Chinatown’s turquoise roofs, past the buzzing interstate to riverbank treetops. Inside green shadows of the river’s roiling sound, steelhead trout rise to the salmon’s spawn, feast on orange roe— borne on the current like manna. |
Baking the Ginger Boy's Tongue by Jay Carson February In the Mirror by Lauren E. Perez In Some of the Snapshots by Oliver Rice At Sea by Morgan Claxton Talking Cure by David Barber The Greeks by Martin Devecka Theory to the People by Julianne Werlin |
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