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Writing by Nikki Carr published in Dual Coast Magazine. 4 pieces from the archive, free to read.
More poetry · more fiction from the Dual Coast Magazine archive.
Vintage pitch fork photographs, crying for relief as she baled hay, always conjured up pale childhood memories. The grange, the fetus of her mother’s womb carried contrived comfort to the drudgery and…
You’re lost; who you are? All I have are memories of laughter, song and stories shared while baking cookies with Mom. Playing dress up, games, prayer, all the things we found comforting…
I. Public Persona She had the perfect blend of sable, soft as silk, hair floating behind big, billowing clouds at sunset. Her skin, free of wrinkles caused by age and worry. Her…
I grow weary of your soiled jeans, shirts and shoes piled high to the tops of my lid, trying to maintain an even temperature, though my quiet calm keeps me on the…