Issue 1
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By Joshua Lillie If I were a saguaroI’d only be two feet talland if I walked outand stood stillin that flat stretchof wild desertfor at least three years,pincushion cactuswould begin to corralaround my feetand fence me in andthey wouldn’t growmuch higher thanmy ankles but Iwould continueto grow olduntil I collapsed inon myself like a galaxyfizzling
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By Ellen McQueen There was sand everywhere, that was the first thing that Lisa noticed about this place, this desolate desert wasteland called Dakhla, encased by dunes on three sides and the sea on the other. The wind blew sand all over her phone screen. It stuck to her fingers and dug under her manicure
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By Christina Polge i gave up playing god on a thursday afternoon2pm walking homeshirt sticking to my backhumming that song about the willow tree peeling a scab off my forearm with one handwondering how much i could make myself sufferpraying in spurts of painthat’s what it was for me back then, religionblood drying on the
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Dear Reader, A Curious Moon was born from an idea, shared with a friend, and blossomed into a literary magazine that we’re excited for you to read. Rooted in the belief of magic in everyday life, especially in the magic of ink that flows on pages, words that are typed out on screens, and sentences
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Harvest Moon By Jess Áine Barry Jess Áine Barry is an artist and emerging writer living and working in Melbourne, Victoria, Australia. She is a Leo sun, Scorpio moon and Sagittarius rising. She vibes with her rising sign; reading, writing, painting and star gazing before galloping off into the woods. She works mainly with acrylic
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