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Your Ashes We opened our share of your ashes in the hotel room before we spread them the next morning The ashes were in a plastic bag in a cardboard box They were much clumpier than I thought they’d be and there was a small silver button buttoned and I wondered if it was from your hospital gown We climbed the mountainside just outside of Tucson And we each took turns spreading your remnants and this being our first time no one had prepared any written statements so we all said something meaningful but not memorable I told you that I loved you and always would And I remember making sure that all of your ashes were shaken out of the creases of the plastic bag because I thought it would be terrible if part of you ended up in the garbage can in the parking lot Jason Fisk

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Riggwelter #9  

Welcome to the ninth issue! Riggwelter keeps rolling on. This issue contains poetry, short fiction, visual art and experimental media by: Ji...

Riggwelter #9  

Welcome to the ninth issue! Riggwelter keeps rolling on. This issue contains poetry, short fiction, visual art and experimental media by: Ji...

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