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Licton Springs Review
2018
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Literary Art
Poetry
Blackberries, Ocean
elegy
Haibun for a False Harvest Moon
I am Not Your Pawn
If We’re Lucky
Land of the Free for the Few
Meaning of the Universe
One Poem a Day
Pay Attention to Detail
Poetry Musings
President’s Day 2017
Spring
The Peacock
Wildlife off I-110
Fiction
A Child’s Cry
Debt to Society
Flopsy
Mollie Brantshoof
New Kid
Taking Flight
The Ants Go Marching
Non – Fiction
Baptism by Fire
Beyond Words
Change
Fake it ‘Til I Make it
H.O.P.E.
Invasion
What’s Left
Visual Art
A Hero for the City
Basement
Big Head
Bonsai
Corrosion
Critter
Deconstruction I and Deconstruction II
Disarming Glance
Doors
Elements of Darkness
Floating Leaves
Flowerhorn
Gentrification I
Giraffe
Her Incisive Eyes
Home
In the Time of Social Media
Kassi
Last Call at the ZigZag
Let’s Dance
Neither a Saint
Narcissism
Night
Night Wind Spirit
ö i Kanada
Octopus Mountain
On the Couch
On the Way to Hoh Rainforest
Palouse
Pineapple
Rainaways
Self – Portrait
She is Green
She Persists
Skeleton
Still Here, Still Queer
Still Life
Sulk
Sydney Opera House
They/Them
Tootsie
Uncharted
Untitled
Untitled II
Untitled III
Walking in Prayer
Walking in Shadows
Wisdom
Editors’ Notes
Contact
Walking in Shadows
By, Meera Mittal
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