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Check, Mate | Laura McDermott Matheric
Your mind-fuck questions demand answers without sourcing the heart’s own database, bypassing what you really want to know. Is your chess...
Mar 24, 20241 min read
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Data | Lisie Clark
Instagram thinks I'm still pregnant strollers stretch mark creams leggings that grow as your belly expands spend your money on that which...
Mar 18, 20241 min read
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Las Vegas | Lindsey Steffes
5am and the broken strap of a white dress it’s ghost pain hanging at the Tropicana chest pain in a white line with a bald dealer I was...
Mar 9, 20241 min read
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Strangler | Meredith Boe
Head lolled to the side like a dog. Sweetly pollenated air on a nature walk. He picks up a feather and says, like this one? A book told...
Mar 6, 20241 min read
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In Doubt | Lydia Trethewey
After Berlinde de Bruyckere the way we hang together, limp as a pair of bloodied antlers, anxiety bodied-out. he is a growth of ribs...
Feb 26, 20241 min read
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Ghosted | Holly Fine
He told me the truth using no words, leaving me to walk alone at twilight. Enveloped by choking air, I saw colors in peripherals like the...
Feb 20, 20241 min read
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Putting Butter on a Scone (for Claire, Joan, and Melissa) | Carol Smith
Bossy sister spreads butter on my scone in the coffee shop we happened upon at Nicholson and Drummond. Shy sister reaches in to add peach...
Feb 14, 20241 min read
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Chapel | Alicia Claire de Mello
my grandmother died two weeks ago, and my aunt organized her funeral there’s a wake first at a stale chapel in South San Francisco with...
Feb 11, 20241 min read
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Cherry | C.E. Oldham
We pluck expertly with our teeth. Prying this sweet opaque from its stem. Our hands, a crime scene. We smile at each other, mouths full...
Feb 8, 20241 min read
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The Ladies Room | Michael Favala Goldman
Where kingdoms rise and fall, the site of power and arbitration. Where secrets are nursed, oaths stacked. The door to safety, swagger,...
Feb 5, 20241 min read
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Implication | Yvette A. Schnoeker-Shorb
He is a kind man who doesn’t wear the stereotypical white coat, though he still takes notes, observing her as she speaks. A polite fellow...
Feb 2, 20241 min read
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Friendship | Kait Quinn - 1st Place Poetry Contest Winner
after Chen Chen We discard our mermaid tails at thirteen but never stop meeting in water, hands clasped as we plunge full body into...
Jan 31, 20242 min read
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