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Oct 21, 20202 min read
Never Odd or Even - Bryn Gribben
The collective sigh of relief is an insult, as if the least favorite relative is dead at last and, finally, the china goes where it...


Oct 20, 20202 min read
Rust - Lindsey Grant
Rust is iron oxide forming on iron-based metal exposed to the elements when its protective coating wears off. A sign of aging and...

Oct 19, 20201 min read
Dinner Party for Two - Laurie Hahn Ganser
I invited my mother to dinner With some of my closest friends. She passed the bread To my friend from the summer After high school. The...


Oct 18, 20208 min read
Double Cover - Renee Nicholson
For some time now, I have been thinking about, and sometimes writing about cover songs. By “writing about cover songs,” I usually mean...


Oct 17, 20201 min read
Housekeeping on the Women’s Dementia Floor - Cassandra Baliga
Twenty TVs echo cacophonously, each tuned to the same station, half lagging two seconds behind. Smells of medicine and piss coat the...


Oct 16, 20203 min read
Grave Clothes - Tiffany Grimes
I wear special clothes when I visit my dad. I have a routine. When I get home from school, I head to the far closet at the end of the...


Oct 15, 20202 min read
The Unexpected Happened - Bibiana Ossai
The announcement came mid-march in a one-room apartment in Ohio a hellfire warning from a golden trombone with an elongated saqueboute–...


Oct 14, 20203 min read
The House - Kate French
Time is dead in the shop. It sags beneath its jaunty green paint job, applied by well-meaning relatives, the placard announcing its...


Oct 13, 20202 min read
Peaches & Cream - Bailey Henderson
I could have imagined her hand in mine, a storm brewing in the molecules between our fingertips. Her nails, long and manicured, placed on...


Oct 12, 20202 min read
Summer Solstice on the 3rd floor of Illinois Masonic Hospital - Emma Younger
Under hospital lights that flicker a morse “SOS,” I drop my hummingbird feather ring, still beating, into a plastic bag labeled PSYC. I...


Oct 11, 202012 min read
Don't - Belinda McCauley
She didn’t tell me when it could’ve mattered. She didn’t tell me when it would’ve made a difference. She didn’t say it, and I didn’t say...


Oct 10, 20202 min read
Rich - Jessica Manack
These parrots will be my inheritance: these clipped-wing, leash-trained useless things all that’s left at the end. All the money spent....
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