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Feb 4, 20223 min read
Dandelions and Four Leaf Clovers - Elise Lerner
It’s almost my birthday. I realize I’ve been waiting for more than half a century to get better, to get smarter, to get happier. That’s...


Feb 2, 20221 min read
I Remember the Dinner Parties - Anna Stolley Persky
I remember the invitations, thick cursive letters charmingly embossed atop flat pearl cards. I remember the dinner parties, cloth napkins...


Jan 30, 20224 min read
EMPTYING SPACES_________________________________ - Meghan Lennox
There is something about moving out that just makes me sick. It’s like being forced to dissect the contents of your vomit after an entire...


Jan 28, 202210 min read
THE CITY OF MERCY - Malaika Favorite
The population of Mercy was moderate with very few children. You could say that they were all children no matter how old they were, they...


Jan 27, 202210 min read
Four Years of Insomnia by Izzy Teitelbaum
I tap the pack of American Spirits on my palm, pretty sure I hadn’t smoked them all. My body has been on autopilot since I was yanked...


Jan 27, 20227 min read
Rita Mae - Elizabeth Conte
I was used to men leaving. When Danaris closed the door behind him, I didn’t cry out, “Please don’t go!” No. No one can stop a man from...


Jan 26, 20221 min read
1913 DC Lionesses (Women's Suffrage Procession) - Lisa M Kendrick
Inez Milholland, gladiator style white cape, eighteen hand andalusian grey mare leads 10,000 feet, the rhythm of fate's loom booms....


Jan 24, 20226 min read
A Bar Mitzvah Divided - Ross Rosenfeld
It was perhaps the worst idea ever for a bar mitzvah theme. One can understand where it came from, of course. Henry – the boy – or man of...


Jan 22, 20221 min read
Birthday - Kiera A. Harvell
You’re turning twenty-one today Happy Birthday, boy I knew once I’m ready to go now to flow away from dreams of you – But I’m happy for...

Jan 20, 20224 min read
GROWING PAINS - Christine Alexander
I wanted to be an Eva Joia Girl. They were chic, bitchy-looking, blonde brooding beauties. Blank-faced and sure, dark blue-eyed and...


Jan 18, 20221 min read
A Toast To My Father - Hejaz Jalal
I drink from the skull of my father The poison delicious, dark lager It fuels return fire, and his ire Inspires within me the bitch and...


Jan 16, 20223 min read
Generations - Hannah Montante
I step into the hallway, bare feet touching cold tile. I try to ignore the cobwebs dangling in corners where the low ceilings and walls...
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