Spectrum Literary Arts Magazine: Spring 2010

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scrubbing away my face in this crowded arena is simply humiliation "Just go with it."

You're calling me and I can't hear you.

Diana Mai

High Noon

I have temporarily left sinking in the desert sand where the high noon bronzes my skin and vaporizes my brain into a state of pleasure-seeking madness

Carli Velocci


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