The Cobalt Weekly

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#13: Poetry by Justin Runge

WALKING THROUGH DRUID CITY You drift, a replica riverboat, through gray fogs of mosquito   abatement into the chamber of commerce, a drunk horse- riding…

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#8: Fiction by Jane Snyder

HILLSBORO Before the final bell on Ruth’s last day of school, the boys and girls gathered around her desk to sing “For She’s a Jolly…

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#7: Poetry by Gary Duehr

WALK / DON’T WALK Poised there at the curb, waiting for the lightTo switch to WALK, it’s fightOr flight, like suspects in a line-up. Fact:There’s…

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#4: Poetry by Lenny DellaRocca

SEEING ELVIS Some folks see Jesus in a stormy sky.A woman in Vicksburg, Michigansaw Elvis in a grocery store. The cook at Tammy’s Luncheonettetwirls his…

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