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Mar 18, 20212 min read
Benches - Alexandra Luciani
We began and ended with city benches, One in the heat of summer, where jackets took up space in forgotten about closets. It was easy and...


Mar 17, 20212 min read
You Rinse Me off & Morning Spills - Penda Smith
into my small studio. you scan the room. you make sure you haven’t forgotten anything: key, wallet, phone you shyly discard the condom...


Mar 16, 20214 min read
In His Backyard - Kathryn Friedberg
The stranger appeared in the doorway drawing on a pipe. Between his fingers on the stem, I see the Dunhill dot, and on one raised pinkie,...


Mar 15, 20213 min read
Ashley - Natalie Higdon
Ashley was the prettiest girl in my first grade class. She had shiny, chestnut blonde hair - a shade bestowed upon her directly by the...


Mar 14, 20213 min read
The First Good One - Niki Byrne
Everything you need to know about women, you can learn by rolling a cigarette. But I don’t know how to roll a cigarette. You also know...


Mar 13, 20211 min read
12 PM - China Rain
The truth is I’m so lonely, And the bells on the church ring Like a telephone, And I walk the tin can wire between days, And smell the...


Mar 12, 202110 min read
Building Eden - Traci Musick-Shaffer
We build our Eden—plank by plank, stone by stone—plotting, designing, hammering, lifting, digging, and planting our private, peaceful...


Mar 11, 20219 min read
Priscilla - Andi Schwartz
A shadow fell across my lap, darkening the page of my book, and I knew it was Priscilla. That’s how it always was with Priscilla. She’d...


Mar 10, 20216 min read
Mold - Nicole Stroh
She was pissed. Livid. Though the tang of salty air kept her at bay, and quite literally. Inhaling sea-breeze, feeling the air...


Mar 9, 202110 min read
The End of Unrequitedness - Catherine Vance
Be truly joyful, like one who, though his house has burned down, feels a deep need in the soul to begin building anew. – Martin Buber The...


Mar 8, 20211 min read
Persephone - Avleen Masawan
You carved my body from soil with a knife but the earth, she doesn’t forget who she’s home to Swords and dismemberment sing in my blood...


Mar 7, 20211 min read
Dominique Rispoli - Bipolar II
The realities that live in our head are our own worst nightmares that we can’t wake up from. A droplet turns into a whole tsunami, and...
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