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Fish Bone. Snow Globe E m i ly W a l l i n g

I step out of the dark hole I call an office. Greeted by sunlight through the snow globe. I walk down the hallway as it curves like a fish bone. Students out in the park run to escape the chill. Snowflakes collide with dirty windows, obliterating their own lives. Spiders call the tops of the windows their home. They weave their lives. Unearth the sacs from their bodies. Unmoved by the world outside this snow globe.

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Apeiron Review | Summer 2015  

The summer issue of Apeiron Review, a Philadelphia-based literary magazine, is ready for you and a glass of your favorite beverage. Cool off...

Apeiron Review | Summer 2015  

The summer issue of Apeiron Review, a Philadelphia-based literary magazine, is ready for you and a glass of your favorite beverage. Cool off...