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Aaron Warren is, in his own words, possibly the last sober Cohanze alive. A student of life. A poet, a philosopher, a Cohanze, native to this land. He writes because it soothes him. Because he doesn't live on the beach and wake up to a sunset on the ocean. H lives in Pittsburgh, and attends Carnegie Mellon. He has fiction published in The Willow Tree, 256 Shades of Gray and poetry in Freedom's Banners and The Cat Machine.

Macro-Fiction

Under Time

Issue No. 2 ~ January, 1996

We gathered under the willow, just like always, and Billy broke out the cards. “So, ah, what it’ll be amigos?” He said, shuffling with his smooth-skinned hands. “Hey, Chiefy, d~ju bring the firewater?” Mikey asked …