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A biannual magazine that seeks to reimagine place. Founded & made at UNCW. Winner, 2022 AWP Small Press Publisher Award & 2023 Firecracker Award

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Ecotone Magazine @ecotonemagazine.bsky.social · Aug 6

From “The Return,” by Linda Hogan in Ecotone 37 🌕

“Grasses swallow earth and vines consume the sunlight / To create the small egg-shaped gourds.”

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The Return - Ecotone

In the place where rivers meet near the temple of forest we once lived with wavering shadows of darkness, light, and the fruits that grew from our

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Ecotone Magazine @ecotonemagazine.bsky.social · Aug 5

From “Bleachflood,” by Amit Majmudar in Ecotone 37 🌕

“Every year the Year of the Weevil, / Dead bees sprinkling the gravel, / Honey and harvest laced with ricin...”

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Bleachflood - Ecotone

1. Every year the Year of the Weevil, Dead bees sprinkling the gravel, Honey and harvest laced with ricin, Muir Woods blazing, kyrie eleison. Withered

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Ecotone Magazine @ecotonemagazine.bsky.social · Aug 4

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Ecotone Magazine @ecotonemagazine.bsky.social · Aug 4

From “September Lament After an August Away,” by Susan Blackwell Ramsey in Ecotone 37 🌕

“Spring distracts us with daffodils... But where now are tomatoes in boxes and bags? The chipmunks have eaten.”

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September Lament after an August Away - Ecotone

The chipmunks have eaten my first Brandywines, the New Girls all clustering thick on their vines are riddled with holes and are hanging like rags,

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Ecotone Magazine @ecotonemagazine.bsky.social · Aug 1

From “Moon Jelly,” by Lisa Williams in Ecotone 37 🌕

“I will feed it to you from my cold hand // all its eggs bobbing and in each, an eye, asleep. // You hold it on your tongue and then, to the moon, return it...”

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Moon Jelly - Ecotone

I will feed it to you from my cold hand all its eggs bobbing and in each, an eye, asleep. You hold it on your tongue and

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Ecotone Magazine @ecotonemagazine.bsky.social · Jul 31

From “Rondeau for a Long-distance Love,” by Allison Joseph in Ecotone 37 🌕

“I take your books to bed with me / enchanted by the history / of how you’ve lived and where you’ve been...”

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Rondeau for a Long-distance Love - Ecotone

I take your books to bed with me, enchanted by the history of how you’ve lived and where you’ve been— your days of fortitude or sin, your years of

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Ecotone Magazine @ecotonemagazine.bsky.social · Jul 30

From “Late Night Let Down,” by Katherine Indermaur in Ecotone 37 🌕

“her kingdom tugs / at her bidding its heavy tides // her fists like pin curls / spring against the light”

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Late Night Letdown - Ecotone

little queen of take of squeal & swallow her kingdom tugs at her bidding its heavy tides her fists like pin curls spring against the light everything

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Ecotone Magazine @ecotonemagazine.bsky.social · Jul 29

From “Ghost Fishing,” by Sara Kass in Ecotone 37 🌕

“We gulped down / promises of light, of warmth, of more time / owed to us. We tried to drown out // how it all had to end. . .”

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Ghost Fishing - Ecotone

All that we didn’t know to mourn, we fished for: the slick scales of a blue morning breathing, the gilled ghost of moon we fished for, its slick scales of

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Ecotone Magazine @ecotonemagazine.bsky.social · Jul 28

From “Solstice,” by Hailey Leithauser in Ecotone 37 🌕

“I’m waiting up late / for this great moon / to burn out. . .”

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Solstice - Ecotone

I’m waiting up late for this great moon to burn out. Certainly, soon, its bulb must pop in a white heartstop fission of light, and small bats dance the

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Ecotone Magazine @ecotonemagazine.bsky.social · Jul 25

From “A hard-edged glow,” by Rachel Nelson in Ecotone 37 🌕

“Who loved me / when I was a tough-skinned / melon—a lump // of red coal...”

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A hard-edged glow - Ecotone

Who loved me when I was a tough-skinned melon—a lump of red coal—the porous lip of a dug-out skunk hole? I have only a small amount of magic now. Spells

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Ecotone Magazine @ecotonemagazine.bsky.social · Jul 24

From “Look Up Mammal,” by Carolyn Oliver in Ecotone 37 🌕

“Look up mammal > / prompts the phone, unprompted. I do...”

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Look Up Mammal - Ecotone

Look up mammal > prompts the phone, unprompted. I do look up, mammal that I am: the scarred parasol beech—gray-skinned

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Ecotone Magazine @ecotonemagazine.bsky.social · Jul 23

From “Snowy-white, Rosy-red, Will you?” by Clare Beams in Ecotone 37 🌕

“To look at them was to want to eat them, which was what I wanted to do to my delicious baby daughters too...”
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Snowy-white, Rosy-Red, Will You? - Ecotone

I had two baby girls at once and named them for the rose trees on either side of my front door. Snow-white, Rose-red. Their father had already left us,

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Ecotone Magazine @ecotonemagazine.bsky.social · Jul 22

From “Revelation of the Porpoise,” by Su Love in Ecotone 37 🌕

“O! Allsound, inrush, rip-sweep, erupting– / I lost the count–blazestar music hurling...”

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Revelation of the Porpoise - Ecotone

It was literally raining fish of all descriptions—sharks, tuna, porpoises! —James R. Smallen, on a hydrogen bomb test and the ensuing tidal wave in the

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Ecotone Magazine @ecotonemagazine.bsky.social · Jul 22

From “Revelation of the Porpoise,” by Su Love in Ecotone 37 🌕

“O! Allsound, inrush, rip-sweep, erupting– / I lost the count–blazestar music hurling...”

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Revelation of the Porpoise - Ecotone

It was literally raining fish of all descriptions—sharks, tuna, porpoises! —James R. Smallen, on a hydrogen bomb test and the ensuing tidal wave in the

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Ecotone Magazine @ecotonemagazine.bsky.social · Jul 21

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On the Verge - Ecotone

Traveling through the Atacama Desert we drive into a lake of salt— el salar, they call it: a white crust that some Frenchman called lunar, despoiling, dry

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Ecotone Magazine @ecotonemagazine.bsky.social · Jul 21

From “On the Verge,” by Catalina Ocampo Londoño in Ecotone 37 🌕

“Traveling through the Atacama Desert we drive into a lake of salt– / el salar, they call it: a white crust that some Frenchman called lunar...”

On the Verge - Ecotone

Traveling through the Atacama Desert we drive into a lake of salt— el salar, they call it: a white crust that some Frenchman called lunar, despoiling, dry

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Ecotone Magazine @ecotonemagazine.bsky.social · Jul 21

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The Witch Dreams of Black Bulls - Ecotone

The child is sick. Pale, listless, and not yet one year old. His mother holds him close, feeds him spoonfuls of syrup, vials of bitter drops, and all the

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Ecotone Magazine @ecotonemagazine.bsky.social · Jul 21

From “The Witch Dreams of Black Bulls,” by Lina Maria Ferreira Cabeza-Vanegas in Ecotone 37 🌕

“Because it is a game of darts in the dark, an animal charging at full speed and a sword sliding through muscle and fur...”

The Witch Dreams of Black Bulls - Ecotone

The child is sick. Pale, listless, and not yet one year old. His mother holds him close, feeds him spoonfuls of syrup, vials of bitter drops, and all the

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Ecotone Magazine @ecotonemagazine.bsky.social · Jul 17

From “The Moon Moves,” by Elissa Favero in Ecotone 37 🌕

“To bring home the far reaches of the universe, my father gathered and shaped the materials of this world.”

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The Moon Moves - Ecotone

Box step. Feather step. Whisking. Winging. Weaving steps in the shape of a grapevine. Swiveling hips and pulling arms: flossing, flossing. Feeling the

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Ecotone Magazine @ecotonemagazine.bsky.social · Jul 16

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Ecotone Magazine @ecotonemagazine.bsky.social · Jul 16

From “Herb Robert, which I find growing on a walk after class,” by Jimmy Kindree in Ecotone 37 🌕

“Late fall, still here. / Five-lobed high-heel pink, and I, this / Late fall, still hear / You unsheathe a next seedhead spear...”

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Ecotone Magazine @ecotonemagazine.bsky.social · Jul 15

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Eclipse - Ecotone

It was the fall of 1996, a lunar eclipse was looming, and the world was different. Back in Boulder the four of us—my younger brother, my old friend Hones,

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Ecotone Magazine @ecotonemagazine.bsky.social · Jul 15

From “Eclipse,” by David Gessner in Ecotone 37 🌕

“Behind the gauzy image of pink rock, the sky was bruised a darker violet, marked by an even darker purple of tattered clouds sliced by slashes of orange.”

Eclipse - Ecotone

It was the fall of 1996, a lunar eclipse was looming, and the world was different. Back in Boulder the four of us—my younger brother, my old friend Hones,

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Ecotone Magazine @ecotonemagazine.bsky.social · Jul 14

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Missing Girl - Ecotone

Hannah and Michael were playing missing girl again. A jump rope snaked around Hannah’s waist, lacing her to the base of the oak in her front yard. Hannah

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Ecotone Magazine @ecotonemagazine.bsky.social · Jul 14

From “Missing Girl,” by Lauren Hohle in Ecotone 37 🌕

“Her face appeared on television and in the smudged ink of the morning newspaper, on the sweating cartons of milk served at Hannah’s school, and sometimes in Hannah’s dreams.”

Missing Girl - Ecotone

Hannah and Michael were playing missing girl again. A jump rope snaked around Hannah’s waist, lacing her to the base of the oak in her front yard. Hannah

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