Looking for the Owl by Scott King

Looking for the Owl by Scott King

It's the sky above me in the branches,the suspending, run-on branches,holding the moment still.There is no face, only breath and fog.I look up. It's almost morning.There are no sounds except the sounds of the city waking--car doors, engines, a distant dog.Two mornings...

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Issue 14 Cover Reveal

Issue 14 Cover Reveal

We are tickled to announce the cover for Issue 14 of Free State Review, now available for pre-order! The featured art, "A Song for My Dog," is by artist and writer Saraiya Kanning. You can check out more of Saraiya's art at her website. Artist Bio Saraiya received her...

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Elizabeth Hazen: Snapshots

Elizabeth Hazen: Snapshots

The earth tallies our losses: abacusof ancient bone emerges out of rock, layers of snow compress deep in glacial lakes:blank blue ledger, millennia of falling.Even now fault-lines fracture canyons, gougeslike scores in a bed-post. So much passageis documentation, our...

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Edward Field: Getting Used to It

Edward Field: Getting Used to It

my new face, for one. But what a relief not to have to bethe pretty one any more,begging for love,and to have this ravaged mug,the man of experience, the worldlyno-shit look, and with it,even a pot belly.though I'll admit that with a pot bellyit's better...

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Ann Marie Brozozowski

Ann Marie Brozozowski

Want I’ve been thinking and writing about how womenare coached—cajoled, shamed, guilted—into practicing gratitude asyet one more desirable character trait for the fairer sex. (Read: as yetanother way of telling us to sit down).An entire industry has made a business of...

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Pamela Gullard

Pamela Gullard

One Small Death Before the Plague Gerry was a ringer. He played for whatever tennis club on the peninsula would have him for the season. At age forty-one he was at the lower rung of the 40+ league, faster than the huffing guys a decade older and still hitting a good,...

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Elle Cee Wallace

Elle Cee Wallace

Discreet Conversations Just Below the Surface Go straight. Do not turn. Where you areis neither right nor left. Left is where you leftyour children, not on some broad stretchof highway, but home. Right is the parking loton the outskirts of Vegas. Best to go...

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