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Spring

Mone D. Moore   Her name was Spring, But she felt like Winter— Shivering leaves and biting wind. I thought I could save her with my love, Thought I could… Spring

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Nov

Rhythm

Tiffany A. Ko   There is a reason why she has no rhythm until the very end. Her story is full of poetics. They mesh and collide, Push and pull… Rhythm