Author: Dual Coast Magazine

Cassie By Caitlyn Mlodzik

The Photography of Keith Moul

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The Photography of Heidi Ayala

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Assateague Saturday Night By Maria DePaul

When the sun sets behind the dunes, The sky slips from orange To indigo, and we gather kindling To light a campfire. Beachcombers pack up To go to dinner, but we Huddle…

Dead End By Hannah Rousselot

I promised myself that today I would knock on your door to ask if you love me. Standing in my underwear, I assess myself in front of the mirror. I dig my…

m e t a m o r p h o s i s By Jennifer Xia

she was born in a beginning of survival a feverish fight to exist within the odds against her to be alive was a victory to be was a promise to grow beyond…

Taking the Cake for Granted By W. M. Rivera

I once saw a hypnotist hand empty eye-glass frames to hypnotized students. He said they would see through clothes. And they did, proving Errol Morris’s believing is seeing . Not seeing is…

Gretel & Hansel By Claire Scott

Dear Reader, I need to clarify the record the woods we wandered were not at all lovely but definitely dark & deep no sunlight rimpled through wide branches breadcrumbs gone by noon…

On This Matter of Missing My Mother By Claire Scott

I barely made it on time, inching along the freeway at fifteen miles an hour, streetlights splashing Vermont snow, racing down the corridor, pleading, trying to find room 105 wondering if sweet…

Summer Morn By Ann Christine Tabaka

A cool breeze caresses my hair As the sun begins to peek above the horizon The earth yawns and stretches her arms Birds awaken and start to sing Their sweet music fills…

Taurus of Man By Linda Imbler

Neither lit lamp nor prayer replace this dark exhibition of a graveyard. Alas, Guernica, tongues as sharp pieces, sharp shattered shards of broken blades. An eye-shaped bulb does not the red reflect…

San Francisco, I Give You My Cancer By Kristina V. Ramos

The Drive My faded Volkswagen beetle waits patiently for me to wobble to it. The drive to the beach is only twenty minutes, Just enough time for all my muscles to stiffen.…

43 Years By Steve Denehan

I was 43 before I saw swans in flight I was born raised I loved was loved am loved I carried life in my swollen belly in my grateful arms I saw…

Truth By Sydney Dickinson

there is truth in her eyes, it looks like the dew after a sunrise. and there are stars in her hair, the ones that have no constellation to share. she is the…

Holding you By William A. Kofoed

A warm summer day and we together are in quiet reflection looking at the sea raising your arms overhead you sigh as you stretch I slip my arms around You lie back…

Asking a Blue Heron By Sean Mabry

What is love to you? The way you carry the night and the lagoon in the curves of your neck is graceful, and that is worth loving, when you look at it…

False Alarm By Domenic Scopa

Beyond the café window, snowfall plots to make the campus a canvas. Why is memory like that handful of breadcrumbs tossed to birds by a boy? And what does that boy think?…

Lunch Email By Keith Mark Gaboury

On my lunch break, an email pops up from my Mom where her subject line’s jazzy glee shakes me wild. I tap my touchscreen to see an x-ray of her healed clavicle…

The Leader By Joseph J. Kozma

He snorkels in two feet of water, He sky dives from two hundred feet And has two dollars to his name. He creates his own happiness, He lives in a vision and…

Welcome to This Crazy Messed Up World By Emily Emery

Bright eyes, seeing the world for the first time. Mom and Dad cry and the family welcomes you here. “There’s a lot to look forward to,” they’ll say. Plenty of tears you’ll…