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Lesley Goodyear

“Alex at the Pool” Acrylic on canvas “Humpback Whales, Mother and Daughter” Acrylic on canvas Lesley Goodyear draws inspiration for many of her paintings from the landscapes...

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Anna Maeve

“Lady Silence” Digital Anna Maeve is a jill of all trades hailing from New Zealand. She is a Women in Art Award Finalist 2023. You can view more of her work at Annamaeve.com/gallery....

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The Pistol & the Pack

Ginger Ayla He was a two-pack-a-day smoker, on bad days three, and once on a smoke break explained    how he first discovered cigarettes   when he was 10, with his friend, sticking a clothes...

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Nataliia Burmaka

“Sunflowers” Acrylic on canvas Nataliia Burmaka graduated from the National Studio of Fine Arts of Boris Danchenko (Sumy, Ukraine) in 1999 and worked as a designer from 1999 to 2005....

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Os est Os

Andrew Payton Each tooth grinds to fit its partner.  In my valley, centuries of wheat   spilled soil to reveal boulders  fanged by the dirt-trickle of rain—   is it violence, the hare in coyote...

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Michael Moreth

“Unrestricted” Gouache on paper “Vocal” Gouache on paper Michael Moreth is a recovering Chicagoan living in the rural, micropolitan City of Sterling, the Paris of Northwest...

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On Prayer

Joy David God could kill you and blame it on a bear. Being taught as I was about investing   exclusively in car stocks, I was never awake to the possibility of heaven cleaning its teeth.   Faith...

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Little Girl, What Preparations Are You Making for Eternal Life?

Crystal Cox Since you asked, I’m answering with alien abduction stories, period underpants, midday séances under a tree, hoarding those bathroom towels with the fancy stitching, a few cans of...

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On Rotting

Keene Short Halfway up the hill, I smell it before I see it, before I hear the wasps and flies. Paint-stain fresh, mildew wine, an aftertaste of cherry bile. The smell pools where the path arcs and...

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Scar

Nancy Mitchell As you grew it grew. A foghorn moaned in a sea        of soybeans. Nothing      the cop said, to see here.   But you stayed and waited until you saw your face—         a...

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