Lawrence Bridges | NEW DAY

NEW DAY It feels, no looks like a pearlescent pond. It’s quiet, reflecting a faraway sky that moods neither dawn nor dusk. It looks, no feels like the lightest pressure on wet leaves of a man in fatigues, emerging from trees walking slowly as if penitent. It looks and feels like his side…

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TABLE OF CONTENT

POETRY

2021 VALLUM POETRY AWARD WINNERS

INTERVIEW

REVIEWS

ART – WINNER OF THE 2022 VALLUM COVER AWARD

 

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