Touch: The Journal of Healing
I wipe the dirt off a face that will never age,
in the only way I have left to care for you.
Nicholas Andrew Froumis
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Spring/Summer 2016
Table of Contents
Cover
Introduction
Opening
When the Plum Tree Blossomed
Phantom
Paraplegia
Becoming
Becoming Stage Three
Bid-A-Wee Beach
Needle and Spoon
The Rise of Fall
Planting the Hyacinth Bean Vines
Predictors
A Host of Sparrows
Wipe Away
Become a Dark Current
Ineffable
Trigger Warning
After Thoughts
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