The Release of Critically Acclaimed True Crime Novel ‘Bound to Die’ by Author Anna Flowers

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“Crossing the Meadow” Published in phren-Z Magazine, Winter 2012

         May dawn coming—a thin rain falls. I tread a pathin low marsh grass,        unsteady in a gust,wondering if you have forgottenour nakedness, frantic like children         in the cold,the sun rising beyond the dark woods,the dreams that twist nearer,the splitting apart of our souls.I listen to [...]

‘At Henry Cowell State Park, Early Winter’ Appears in phren-Z Magazine, Winter 2012

 In fall,the Big Leaf maples warm                    in color,and in time will let gotheir dying leaves.By December, the ungiving stalksof the American Sweetgum are bare                                    and still,                                    even in wind.We walk beside the woodyardlate one afternoon,and my mother says,      “The leaves are turning          on the alders,”                       and nods.Her skin, the best clock,           a sundial in the angled light;I do not know her [...]

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‘Two Figures on a Train’ Published in Issue Two (Spring 2012) of Northwind Magazine

TWO FIGURES ON A TRAIN This morning the cattails sway in the heaviness of red-winged blackbirds and their sputtering chatter. Among marsh reeds, the subtle croak of toads echoes through glassless windows. And because neither had imagined the stillness of the deserted railway cars bordering the old millpond, their hands slid beneath soft cotton— two [...]