Necrobiome | By Liz Milne
She was a vibrant creature, full of life and love and lust. Hair all the colours she could find, body pierced to enhance sensation,...
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- Mar 13, 2021
My Primary Feeling, Annotated, During This Dark Age | By Jill Witty
I 1 miss 2 holding 3 your 4 hand 5. 1 Not merely the self, the first-person subject pronoun, but also the collective I, the individual...
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- Mar 11, 2021
Solemnity | By Nancy Dobson
This isn’t Notre Dame, the woman behind me hisses at her husband. No, I think defiantly, it’s better. But to honor the stillness in this...
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- Mar 8, 2021
The Neighbourhood Cats | By David Cook
Stan loved it when the neighbourhood cats visited his garden. Tabbies, tortoiseshells, ginger toms – they were all welcome as far as he...
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- Mar 6, 2021
Liaison | By Belinda Rimmer
We had agreed to meet by a river beside three boulders. I was to bring a picnic, and he a blanket. I had gone along the road signposted,...
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- Mar 4, 2021
Realtor of the Year | By Jeff Harvey
Turned down again by another potential seller, Derek stopped at Panna’s to have lunch. While enjoying the tofu stir-fry, he heard a...
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- Feb 27, 2021
A Catalogue of Rare and Curious Items Found on the Remote Island of Congoja | By Philippa Bowe
1. One large spyglass. Brass and high-quality leather. Staining and identically formed indentations along the barrel suggest long use at...
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- Feb 25, 2021
Ghost Stories | By Phebe Jewell
# None of the neighbors know the boy who was killed in the park. They say his name because it was in the papers. Walking their dogs...
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- Feb 22, 2021
The Rabbit | By Sadie Maskery
The Christmas that she left, Dad took me to the market. I need to see a man, he said, look after yourself. There was slush numbing my...
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- Feb 20, 2021
The Restoration of the Essential Spirit | By Colin James
The elderly had scattered and then returned with hot drinks, horderves ending in I. Room was made, preemptively. The lecturer squeezed...
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- Feb 18, 2021
Wakening | By Mark Mayes
He’d been up all night, like usual. And for perhaps the final time he knew what his work was. Or call it play or focus or love. He knew...
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- Feb 15, 2021
An Elk: I Knew You Were | By Molly A. Green
I knew you were— an elk, lifting your chin above me, trapping my breath in a labyrinth of shadows, your antlers, an ego sprouting from...
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- Feb 13, 2021
Evening Song | By Yash Seyedbagheri
At dusk, I leave dark rooms and packaging my sister’s DVDs and clothes. I go out onto the deck, replete with Spotify playlist and glass...
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- Feb 11, 2021
The Time I Poisoned my Mother | By Robert Fromberg
I get a chemistry set. I am a little overwhelmed by the powders and equipment and instructions. I find a simple experiment that involves...
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- Feb 8, 2021
Cold Caller | By Simon Alderwick
he phoned me, the scammer, and said he would never forget his mother's words— as she gives him everything he might ever own: you'll grow...
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- Feb 6, 2021
Opossumcore | By Amber Grennan
Robbie stood at his bedroom window brazenly, his plush opossum toy resting tenderly between his hands. The older woman emerged from the...
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- Feb 4, 2021
Ambiguity | By A.R. Salandy
I travel to the east of the coldest west Each summer, (To where my father grew to know injustice) Where Auntie says Mama isn't black so...
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- Feb 1, 2021
Summers in Greece | By Tonia Markou
Our grandparents’ house smells of musty old rugs and comforters, of goat cheese and Trahaná. The entire village groans under the heat and...
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