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Wading in Truro
Andrea Cohen

Who were you talking to?
All the no’s a life provides?

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Fiction

  • Hit and Run
    She felt unshielded and naked to the world, but she propelled herself forward.
  • Interludes
    She zooms in on her face, her mouth. The almost zippered look of a smile.
  • Picnic
    I walk through the sea of people, taking in the faces in my life––the true picnic.

Poetry

  • Lizard Conditions
    I threw myself a bachelorette party even though / I was alone
  • Not Tonight
    When did I give up on Heaven, / stop wishing on candles?
  • Wading in Truro
    Who were you talking to? / All the no’s a life provides?